i
The silversmith raises the body
Sterling sheet is sunk over the stake for nine sessions — each lifting the wall by a thumb's breadth, never more.
ii
The engraver draws the kranok
A single burin cuts every flame-tendril by eye — no transfer paper, no stencil; the line lives or dies on the wrist.
iii
The alloyer pours the black
Sulphur, copper, silver and lead are fused at 400°C and flooded into every furrow — the field that makes the line visible.
iv
The polisher wakes the shine
Agate burnishers ride the silver for two days until the kranok stands proud — a bright path through a glassy black field.