"Finally, it's done…"
As I sighed out, it felt as if all of my tension, all of my exhaustion… and all of my focus left my body along with the air I exhaled.
At last, the weave was completed.
And I've managed to finish it pretty much right as Claire came up like some sort of a proud mother after half of a day of baking, with quite literal baking gloves on her hands as she carried a red-hot metal mesh with the finished cast in it.
"The base was ready, so I thought I would bring it over…" she spoke softly, as if worried about disturbing me, only to raise her voice to its normal levels when she saw me slouched down on my chair. Still, seeing me like that, she leaned her head over her shoulder and asked, "Something happened?"
"Hmm, yes and no?" For the moment, I struggled to even figure out the correct answer to that. "Nothing bad happened, so no. But yes, because I've finally managed to finish this hellish part."