[Training] Beautiful flaws

Sam poured the sweet-smelling tea (a hint of spice, a herb he had thrown in. It was so amazing to be able to taste now that he always tried new combinations, wanted to sample new kinds of sensations) into two mugs, brought one over for himself and one for Maea; just as he reached the table he realised what it was he had asked her to do. Oh, with her poor eyesight! "I am so sorry, Maea. I did not think." Placing the mugs down he took the needle and thread from her, easily placed it through with the practice of many years. "When I prepare you a bundle of your own tools, I will include a needle threader. It is a little hook you can use to pick up the thread and push it through easier, without needing to be so precise." With both their needles threaded and Maea's passed back to her, he took a sip of his tea (which was really too hot to drink, but the burning was still something of a novelty to him) then picked up his own needle and his pages. "So. You want to mark the pages with the point of the needle, all the way down. In gaps the length of the needle." Sam held the needle up to the top edge of the page then made a mark with the sharp end, a little dent. He then continued to do this down the whole set of pages. "Once that is done, we need to begin to sew the pages together at each of those points." 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.