The Grand Master entered. He was a man so old he seemed carved from wood himself, his robes flowing around him like water. He moved from pedestal to pedestal, inspecting the fruits of five years of grueling labor.
"You have all sought to be Masters," the Master bellowed. "You have sought to conquer the stone. To force your will upon the earth. But the true Master does not conquer. He collaborates." cutting master 4
The reaction was immediate. The crowd gasped. The cube didn't slide or lift as a solid block should. As Silas raised his hands, the cube unfolded . It wasn't a solid block at all. It was a puzzle box of impossible complexity, comprised of thousands of wafer-thin slices of stone, interlocked with such precision that they held together through friction and gravity alone. The Grand Master entered
