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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a small, old-fashioned loom is just weaving away by itself in a cozy, cluttered wooden cabin, surrounded by piles of freshly spun wool and half-finished baskets. The air's pretty still and warm, with a smell of woodsmoke and damp earth as the sun shines through the small windows, casting a warm glow over the whole room. Outside, a gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the nearby trees, and a bunch of birds chirp cheerfully, but it's weird that the loom just keeps going, somehow producing perfectly woven fabric without any visible thread or yarn.