[Training] Beautiful flaws

Sam didn't notice Maea's pause about The Voice, far too wrapped up in matters of bookmaking. If he had known of it though, he would not have been offended. He was cautious of The Voice himself, only associated with her through necessity. "So. To begin." Sam waved a hand over the table, then pointed to the paper. "This is your parchment. This is...not the highest quality, so do not worry about making a mistake. There is plenty to use. Then this--" He pointed to the ink and several pens. "Is your tool for writing, once you have the book. I was thinking we could make you some exercise books for your reading lessons today?" He picked up two knives from the centre of the table and passed one to her carefully. "These are very sharp, so take your time. First, we need to cut the paper into even pages. This size is about twice the size of the book we'll make, so we need to cut it in half. Like this." A quiet confidence about him (finally, he could speak on a subject he knew a lot about) he leaned down and swiftly sliced down the middle of his paper, expertly cutting a straight line. "It doesn't matter if it's a little wonky. You try." Samuel How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me.