Knotty Ruff: Golden - Knots

It was not grey. It was not frayed.

“Knotter,” the captain rasped. His name, Elara later learned, was Caelus. “I have a payment.” knotty ruff: golden knots

The golden knot fell apart. Not with a bang, but with a soft, relieved sigh. Gold dust scattered across the floorboards, harmless now, like fallen leaves. It was not grey