"So you're the owner of Seven Ether?" Zein blinked, wasn't really sure about the accuracy of his own processing thought.
"Not anymore," Bassena laughed. "But I have the biggest share here."
Seven Ether began as a workshop to satiate Bassena's mother, Svadiva Vaski's hobby. Something she owned secretly outside of the Vaskis to keep her sane. She used to bring little Bassena there, telling the boy it was their secret. And the little boy kept that secret even after she died.
But like all structures, it was bound to collapse when the foundation was gone. Despite already making preparation for her own possible departure, the workshop was crumbling. The artisans were splitting away, leaving to pursue their own interests. The only one who stayed was the old man.
