The art of seasoning the wood called bloodbolt, ancient examples of which cannot be set alight.
The art of setting stones without mortar.
The art of combinatorial prosody, by which the city’s longest epic was composed, its rhyme-schemes and internal structure impossible now to fully appreciate.
The art of preparing the stew called Gods–Pleasaunce.
The art of making the curious jewels, the colour of white wine, which decorate the Slow Palace.
The art of spinning the wonderfully light and strong thread from which the Royal Umbrella was woven.