#byssi

[wurds-fur-nurds]

Byssioglycoantidiabetogen

byssioglycoantidiabetogen /ˌbɪsaɪoʊˌɡlaɪkoʊˌæntɪˈdaɪəbɪtəʤən/ noun

Definition:

A substance or agent specifically formulated to inhibit or counteract the effects of diabetes mellitus, characterized by its intricate molecular structure which includes complex glycosylated byssal threads derived from certain marine organisms.

A pharmaceutical compound used in the treatment and management of diabetes, noted for its unique ability to facilitate enhanced glucose metabolism and insulin sensitivity through mechanisms involving the integration of byssus-derived polysaccharides.

Etymology: Derived from "byssus" (Greek: bussos, meaning fine flax or linen), referencing the fine, thread-like structures produced by certain mollusks; "glyco" (Greek: glykys, meaning sweet), indicating the involvement of sugars or carbohydrates; "anti" (Greek: anti, meaning against), and "diabetogen" (from Greek: diabetes, referring to the disease, and genes, meaning producer or generator).

Usage: The development of byssioglycoantidiabetogens marks a significant advancement in the pharmacological approach to diabetes management, offering a novel means of regulating blood sugar levels in patients with Type 2 diabetes.

[rviner]

@waterfallswords bunny x seraphina - pink party

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"He did not." Bunny exhales a puff of smoke from her vape pen, practically in Seraphina's face as her friend relays the story. "Ew. He's an effing little bitch, Phina." she adds in total solidarity about Jet, waving her hand to clear the air considering she's almost putting the pink smoke machine to shame. "I always say this. What do I say? Emo boys are nice to look at, nothing else." Bunny speaks with complete conviction, pointing at the other witch. "I mean...yeah okay, they're usually tall and tatted and like, not having a will to live means they lay pipe like a fucking demon but so? There's so many hot guys in the world." she offers her vape to Seraphina, off handing it quickly so can readjust her dress with a little wiggle. "You know what they say about the Dempseys anyways, Phi." Bunny huffs, and then her eyes widen as she points to the Sinclair. "Oh my God, do you think he's like done byssy-shizzy on you!? And that's why you kept hopping on his dick for like a year? 'Cause that would make sense. They're fucking psychos."

[john-richard-wood]

Seastex byssys material

[fallingsunflower]

https://at.tumblr.com/sunflowerdiscussion/703757625444139008/tqm2tho0uu4x

He's always in LA this time of year right before xmas. Sometimes even for Bem Winston's daughter birthday. He probably has byssiness to settle before the new year or he wants to celebrate a bot with his LA friends which are a lot. We are talkimg about someonw who went to LA for less than three days last january just to play golf. Please stop beimg delusional 😭😭

it's definitely not a big deal he's there 🤡

[solardick]

And they cut the power

Night of romance with myself. Minus all

The trash.

What i do to deserve this time?

Ive already served a life sentence how many more years do you want?

May i have the power back now. Im sivk of thinking about how lifr fucks me. Id rather think about a pretty girl and rabbits and puppies and rainbows and shit.

But apparently thats a bad thing. Being a ositivr functional citizen promote good vibes instea dof negative ones.

But its not my choice i dont get to decide. Im just here to be fucked with. Going on 40 years.

Power. I eant to go back to working as a team slaying evil. Instead.

I think they enjoy. Fucking into suicidal longing.

Me.

I just want to lay vack on the couch wirh somebody. No need to talk. Watch a movie or binge a series. And hold them close. Lay back on my lap, even, as i touch their hair. Quiet, peace, obvess of people harming me. And think about the futire.

Ive never experience a sense of tranquility ans security before. And i most likely never will.

The world is full of heroes and villains. Not much for heroes.

No their bussy brain raping me right now.

And they cut off my internet.

Ir they kulled my xbox. No proactive social behavior from you. Mr.

Maybe bot. False alatm of attack. Got it back.

How to live in a hostil world serrounded by enemies raping upur existance while playing nice?

Is there a self help book with that tittle?

Its pretty bad when your own health care system is your enemy. Like uour not paying for its services.

You just get taxed to be fucked with. Add in all the thousands of dallards give from cig tax.

The hundreds of dalloard ive given for child health care services.

Then tell that foreigner. That he has no byssiness working in a shop of get it down attitudes while be thta feminine. He should go to walmart and he’ll be able to talk about his jappenese boy band interests to all the girls that eork there.

Can i not have a place to mtself man. I do not like the people you keep

Pairing me eith.

And my rejectiin of wellfare support. Or u enplyement. Even when ive been out of eorl for months.

All that money is going to old people that dont need ears.

All those baby boomers that gave hard pluto aspects on me.

Isnt the pluto swiare pluto about killing the homoerotic bs? The fact it happens in the i fluence of ky mother. With staurn conjucnt pluto and urabus conjucet sun. After quitting her church seasions. ….. hmm

What you trying to kill my

Mother or something. Id rather you killed my father. My motjer deserves her hell. And my dather is too much the fool to even.

That fucktard did nothing but curse and swear profanities and sexual derogatorues every moment ive ever known him.

Well that phone call did clarify one thing. They are intentional giving me poor mental health.

Swearing allows me to bypass the intensity of my bluntness

After i trained that kid and helped him overcome his self sabotaging, to have the confidence to work better.

Not many people who shw any gratefulness.

With after an hour of being fucked with by GAP opperatives. Never called the pharmacy. And to force me to repeat myself literally 12 times and over. Then i made her repeat it again. Just to own it.

It be like me teying to constantly pair they all with a bunch of mormons that they had to obey or else. Suffer the mormon punishment. All smiles and sunshine now.

And everytime you get out of line ill dose you with spychotics. Oe the equalvwnt of sleep

Deprivarion. So then they can beat on you some more. Or some group of people your prejusdice too. God knows you got more than i do.

Hey lookmim talking to the fuckers flicking my power. Like a bunch of losers. Right in sync watching on their cameras.

Fuck are they fucken with me right now. With the lights and the power. Flick flick. Fucken losers man. Good for nothign wastign their time. They could be spending on something awesome bu the waste ruining my life.

Wonder what i did to deserve it this time. Ive asked myself this question for 25 years now. Going on 26. Maybe even more. Time gets blurry the farther away uou are.

Well

So much for ever growing uo i guess. Not allowedd to.

Guess they dont want me gaming anymore.

When may i fart?

Amazing that they turned a broken tootb into this while big giant debacle to stupid rapist bs.

Well you guys did wisper that she was my wife in my ear one morning. So it must be true. Perfectly safe and sound.

Just like the family relates. No one loves you go kill yourself. If you dont want to be a woman.

Ok fune they are never going to

Stop fucken with me until i go full queer. Theres no gay for me. Im just here to be manhandled and fucked.

But im going to need two boyfriends since the relationship will be based purely on sex. The. I could quit having a job and become a ful time house wife. Then i could get fucked up the ass everynight. While sucking off my boyfriend. And ill cease being anperson. And juat become a sex addict. Perma child.

Wasting my life away year after year as they maneuver to turn me into a queer. So many years already. You’ll see man. I’ll do

Some

Pretty sick twisted ahit.

I dint understand why wveryone has always hated me so much.

Well lets go

See what they’re going to

Do

To

Me next.

And theres no other explanination other then they are all wrong. But being a minority. Doesnt affect the other side.

Soend all thise years framing me into this.

Byt theyre stupid and do t get it neither do they care. So my life is forfeit anyway with out a trial.

No one has ever gotten me right. And this is no different. What they see isnt what is there.

Its permanent. So ill be a sexually active senior?

Well guess im no longer bi-

Well, thats a no. Just fucken around like everyone.

Stay quiet. Stay alive.

Look its snothrr movie about my life. Its a real terrible movie. Its like being in your bedroom.

Theres not much left of my mind anymore. All these years of abuse have eaten away at me.

Because you jnow intook my gf cat and through it a wall because i eas mad. Of course i did. Some one said. So. Even though every kittwn sent home to be taken care off, litteraly died by a “mysteriously broken neck” same with my pet rats.

If enoigh peiple gef together the can twiste and weave whatever fabrication fits whatever make beleabe story they want. My entore teality is a hod damneed lie made by other people.

God damned i want a cigarette. Made a quick noose today. Simce im being framed and taped into suicide.

It be like ripping that kids patch on his jacket in elementary school. Mother said he cant be friends with me no more. Because im dis it in purpose. What kind of kid rips their clothing when their are playing. Oh lord. I also suppose that that kid who dislocated his knee while playing dodge ball was my fault too. Coming from a guy whos rescues baby bords from fallen trees.

When you have an entire group of peoplw intentionally pissing you off passed the breaking point. They sying oh what i bad man.

Supposed i also tried burning fown the old oga in knowlton too uh. The building i was no where near that day. Like its my fault peoplw were coming jnto my appartment and putting speed

In my food.

Or messing with me on every avenue to illicit a neutotic episode and then saying go to therapy.

Or like i tentionally teying to thrn me inot a sissy faget whole telling me gay jokes. I have an attituse problem sometimes. Really. I cant i dersstnd why. Understanding is the enemy to action. Tellign that little girl to stop making gay jokes at my expense. Or i’ll do domething about it. Gave her fair warning. Ahe didnt listen, so i made an official complaint agaisnt her. She dosnt get fired or sen tfor

An investigation. Nope. But i tell i girl to stop flirting with me and its sexuel harrasment. Ok sure why not. Seem sto me i m being punisher for what othe rpeoplw

Do to me.

Still feel guilty and bad about that kitten. But i didn’t through it agaisnt a wall. I dont kill or harm animals. Liek the tabbiys you fucktard left layign around. To suffer to be eatne alive by crows.

Now excurs eme i gave to go

Get raped i to suicide for

The crime if beign born.

Oh the reason why i stair at dildos all thr tine is because i fabtasize anout sitting on them.

Just giveng a fish a bone.

Well ill be my ass isnt infoamed for the first time in over 4 months. Coukd it be they stoped dosing me with dicknin ass desease medication?

You gonna pretend to be another storm and flicke my lights sone more.

Guess the pills i didnt take are working.

Aint nonage of aquirius here. Got to make that happen.

I already know hoe this story ends. Ends with me being dead.

Why would i get a pet. Someones hust going to kill it.

But a paa re nyly im just a peice of shit. That needs anti-spychotics while being damaged and fucked with sp i dont have neutotic episodes and i cant take my beatens in silence.

A re you allergic to milk. While here have some icecream.

So whats next in the plan to belittlement and make me feel like a small piece of shit. Surrounded but all this boys wearing their bigboy pants?

Wonder what not being attcjed feels like. Or lock in a prison cell feels like. Oh well.

Know what ive never experiences before being oaired with someone who doesnt want to hurt me. Something o the bucket list before i die. But Ll i get paired are homos. Spychotivs or criminal. Or a mix of the three. And all they do is hurt me. I hate homos now. Well modt of them. All the ones you keep pairing me with. Who speak crow.

But i feel bad that the majority are all brainwashed, manipulated and encouraged to keep it flowing.

Well

Lets go back to being derrounded by wnemies. Messing with my exixtamce. Its all i know. Its all

Ive ever known.

So thos whole thing. Is on one of my tooths tgat the dentist sabotaged broke and needs to be pulled.

Are they even using the right ascendant?

What wver it is im guilty off. It must be true. Because other peiple say it is. And othe reiple are tight because. Its just me alone. What else you got ive been thrpugh worst. Im just full of shit and a liar. So. Don’t beleive me.

Theres nothing worst than being swallowed by darkness. First time i deserved it. The bext three tomes i diddn’t.

Something you guys will never understand. Cause youve never been there. And then while your serrounded by a bumch of assholes that beat on you every other day. Wanting desperatly to say something but you can’t. And year after year. You die a little more. And all those assholes continue to treat you like dog shit. And then on those moments where you did. And they tell you. They don’t care.

And then some asshole comes and says you going to suffer for the eest if your life. Because you didn’t say anything. Yup. Hell its whwre i was born. Serrounded ny assholes. Calling me an asshole. Blow me.

Too bad a quiet place 3 is too heavily queer conditioned.

Wow people sure like making lies about me.

Apparently i told that queer foreign kid to get the fuck out of the van. Corabwrated by the guy who has the gay whis speaks crow. No. I said no im not done yet get out.

If yoyr gonna hive me shit. At least make it for somethign im guilty of instead bs that isnt even true. Which is probabbly90% of the bs toyr all

Talk about my back abouy.

Listen to my x apparently i trhoigh a cat a wall caus ei was

Mad.

Meanwhileni got family members killing my pets.

Probably already being set up for the next hit.

Injust can’t help it. I like to make people smile.

Amd its either my mother or my elsest brother whis a pet killer. Drowned a brothers turtles. Snapped a kittem neck and killed my rats.

But apparently im a homophobe whis also an asshole. Go figure.

Singled out and alone in the family. Singgled out and alone in the school, singled out and alone at work. Singled out and alone in the cominity. Always a minority always being shat on. Even in my solitude. Minding my own business.

Call me a homophobe. I have it just as bad as they ever did. Always have been under attack. And i always will. Going on 40 years. Used to be a point of solidarity. But, not anymore.

Huess the greeks were wrong. Sont lift the hydra into the light. Soesnt do anything. Its caretakers will interfeer.

Unlike you. Ive never talen oleasure or joy in fucken with people.

But it was kind of funny. Being written up on a lie. Instead of what i actually did worng, again. And then justin fidgeted behind my back when i mentioned there being a while lot of people fucking with me. Based on false accusations.

They really wanted to give me a lift home. So i said sure why not krystal. Lets see what other bs you have for me. Nice touch on the bottle of pills in your purse. Not to mention the two times you laughed at me. Well sniggered. But no one cares.

And its fun being beaten i to suicide by other peoples delusions. But thats what happens when you too busy sucking off the devils cock. Like its fun to be you.

Dont forget to share your home videos of me. In the bathroom.

Wouldnt be the forst. Wont be the last.

I want to donate some blood. Get rid of some of my dead blood cells.

Hopefully i can get back to myself again. Instead being distracted by a bunch of imbeciles. Almost died 4 times in the last four years alone. Thry think its funny. What do you call someone like that. Gotta label them somehow.

My empire is still growing. Hiw doesnt know my name. My name has more power in it then all you out together. Comming at you from the inside.

You dont love me?! But, but i shaved my butt for you. And it never grew back. What am i supposed to do now?

Rogaine.

Wonder how much longer ill survive being fucked with by all these rapist. Before i die.

What? No mire church letters to teel me salvation is coming?

Cheers in never havign experienced ehat not being fucked with feels like.

There was one girl who stook up for me. In elementary while i was being yelled by thr teacher cuase she didnt like the colours i used in my mothers day card.

Oh im goig to be late for work. God forbid if a miss another day of being manipulated and raped. Dont want ot get in trouble for what everyone else dies everyday.

Mother and sister pull by. “Hi!” Turn my head. Who is this? Oh. “ hi” keep walking. I font know who you are. Spent 30 with her. Dont know a thing about her. Uou hinna smack me around some more if, i ask a questiin?

Sorry i have an army of assholes whi treat me like a wife beater. Youbhonna smack me around dome more right after being punched in thr face by a spychopath?

Im not even going to attend your funeral. Leave me alone. Ill probablt die before uou anyway.

…. “Die now, and curse in vain.”

But it looks like hey dosed me again. Jo work tomorow. Back to suicide.

Last tine ghey brought my mither and sister into rhe picture. They gave me a masdive fose tgat put me out for over a week. They fave me break after to faux storm of twitchibg my powerbof and on. I couple days off. Aftwrcs made a noose.

Eithe rthey ruened my alarm off today. Or i did in my sleep. Considering they moniter by sevit card purchases. Its not a far cry.

Since i dontbhave the base security. I cant leave or make any decision. So im stuck here. Its the security that develops in childhood through adolescense. I dibt have that. So its for ed to be through another crisis whete i get paired woth abusive asshole.

Guess its this for the res if my life until i gave someone to talk to. Who treats me like a human being and isnt apart of the rapist comunity.

I dont even gwt to have any genuine human contact.

Just people fucken with me until i tell them to go fuck themselves and get punished for it.

Wow human contact. Well i meant it in consistency. But the breif moment. Was nice. Dont knownif it was genuine. Though.

[bybdolan]

maybe she's too preachy? too "enlightened"? too "I'm not like those other materialistic and social media obsessed people who do not have any sort of meaningful connection to nature"?

mh, maybe! I am genuinely happy that she seems to be in a good place right now, and a lot of what she says is arguably right (being outside is good for your mental health), but there is a sense of preachiness to what she has to say, too much, given that none of her observations are THAT deep.

Much has already been said about the out-of-touchness of the album, and that vibe does translate into Lorde's promo persona to me. I don't care that Solar Power isn't relatable because the isn't the end all be all of good music, However, it does feel like Lorde thinks it is? Yes, she has stated that the album is for herself and her peers, but then we get stuff like the Genius annotanion for Dominoes:

I feel like everyone kind of knows someone like this. It really cracked me up to say, “It’s strange to see you smoking marijuana, you used to do the most cocaine of anyone I’ve ever met.” We all know that guy.

Like no, Lorde! We don't! Lorde's experiences on Solar Power are not universal, but she somewhat makes them out to be. The way she talks about the themes on the album reminds me of the way Meredith Westgate describes L.A. in her novel The Shimmering State: I am sure that if I knew shallow art people from L.A., I'd be furiously nodding along with every single description of the vanity of the city, but I have never been to L.A. so it's just unbearable and annoying. And this is how I feel about the way Lorde talks about Solar Power: Had I had the same experiences as her, maybe I’d absolutely love this record. But I don’t. And I argue that many people haven’t, either. Stuff like Mood Ring isn’t interesting enough to get me to care about the satire even though I am not involved with wellness culture at all; and I have talked about how I find it weird to use the clothing designers gift you as a symbol for the fame you don’t want. Solar Power seems to come from a place that isn’t accessible to the average person (the kind of place Westgate makes fun of in The Shimmering State, mind you) and so Lorde talking about the album as if it were touching upon topics relevant to many people is strange to me. She just comes off like somebody who’d sit next to me at a party and talk about that resort in Bali she loved or whatever, automatically assuming that I knew what she was talking about. But I’m simply not in on the joke.

[thewordwideweb]

Flexing your mussels

Here's a question I bet you've never asked yourself: what gives mussels their, um, muscles? I never asked myself that question, either. But I read an interesting article recently about how mussels are able to “glue” themselves to rocks and things underwater. It all comes down to their “byssus,” and yes, “byssus” is the Word of the Day. 

A “byssus” (rhymes with “kiss us”) is a bundle of filaments secreted by certain bivalve mollusks, like mussels, which are used to attach the mollusk to a rock, or the seabed, or just about any other thing that’s handy and not moving. 

If you’ve ever cooked fresh mussels, you’ve had to remove the “beard” before cooking. That inedible beard is the byssus. 

The byssus is made up of keratin – the same kind of protein that makes up hair, nails, horns, claws and hooves among us land animals – and “polyphenolic proteins,” which are a naturally occurring biological “glue.” 

The stuff a byssus is made from is strong. Really strong. So strong that if you remove a mussel that has attached itself to a rock, you’re very likely to chip off some of the rock face in the process. 

Scientists are really interested in how the byssus adhesive works, because unlike most adhesives, the “glue” of the byssus doesn’t degrade in water. Heck, even Spider-Man’s webs dissolve after about an hour! A team of chemical engineers in South Korea has been studying mussels and their byssus (byssuses? byssi?) to try to develop an equally strong and water-resistant adhesive. 

There’s one other, lesser known use for the byssus. The “noble pen shell” or “fan mussel” (Pinna nobilis), a really large mussel native to the Mediterranean, secretes long filaments that can be harvested, spun and woven into a fabric that’s finer than silk, extremely light and warm. The popular name for it is “sea silk,” although in Chinese it’s sometimes called “mermaid silk.” 

But before you rush out to flex your mussels and buy a sea silk scarf, you should know that the sea silk industry has almost disappeared, because Pinna nobilis has almost disappeared. A combination of pollution and over-fishing has left the species on the edge of extinction. Just further evidence that humans suck.

[midore-fuse903]

Isn’t Byssy a top though? Or one of the group doms?

(Why has knowing this become my life??)

good girls love getting fucked doggystyle and moaning into the mattress

[sunshinedavis]

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[lovedonnielle]

Congratulations Mom & Clinton 💯 It was just amazing to watch you finally walk down the I'll and get married to the man of your dreams 🌺 I Nailed it 🙃 don't worry my body brace is right next to me! #mom #wedding #love #jacksonvilleflorida #lasvegas https://www.instagram.com/p/Byssy-fBr_cOCB6eoqldr79-3ETVCEczZTqRRk0/?igshid=1ug7xuazqeulh

[cibelemojas]

A cineasta aniversariante do final de semana posando com seu BRINCO BOOMERANG. É mta elegância! ☺️ (em Itacimirim BA. Sol, praia, mar e sossego) https://www.instagram.com/p/BySSI-kgRYC/?igshid=z4vthdwsw3pf

[midore-fuse903]

I’m sorry, what did I just read???!? You are going to do what to Byssy???!?!?!?

@missdrarrydawn ?!?!? @dragonthusiast ?!?!?!!?

Couldn’t possibly be guilty of that

[pyrodragon3993-blog]

Hoenn Saga Team Maqubi's Journal Day 63: A Starry Sky, Quest for the Stone of Water

Sup everyone, it's Skidds' row here to take the stage! And Maqubi... never forget Maqubi! So that Trick Master guy ran out of challenges. Who's the Trick Master now bi-*[Language unsuited for the younger audience]*!? So anyways, Maqubi flew back to Sootopolis City and visited the PokeCenter to drop off Denyce. Nice to see her again, it's been a while. She's so tsun, saying she doesn't want to join my row. Blubba is also taking a little break himself... still don't know if I like his sailor talk though. So The Game and Grampa are back with us, so we at least we'll be able to beat the gym trainers I bet. Oh yeah, that Castform chick, Hweather (Cute little thing by the way) is taking a break to, and we're bringing along that Chinchou, Lil Byssy (Another cutie by the way). 

Just before challenging the gym, Maqubi decided to do some more preparing. She flew back to Lilycove City and went fishing at its beach. She reeled in a Staryu... somehow.... It has no mouth, so maybe it grabbed on the hook? Wait, how does that thing even eat, let alone speak? Anyways, Maqubi caught it and named it Shury, Ken... can I throw him? So Maqubi swapped Lil Byssy (No... my row candidate...) with Shury, Ken and Maqubi wanted a Water Stone to evolve it. She remembered that there was a part of that abandoned ship back between Dewford and Slateport that we coudn't explore because we didn't have Dive back then. The Game was swapped with Blubba for now since he knew Dive. 

Maqubi made her way to the ship and we found the place where we needed to dive. After emerging from the water, we found a whole unexplored room. She found some treasures and a bunch of Room Keys. The locked doors for the keys had more treasures, oh yeah, and we also found that Water Stone, TM18 Rain Dance, and a Scanner. 

Well that was a fun treasure hunt, and Maqubi is going to have a little nap on this ship. Hopefully she doesn't want to turn this place into her own personal secret base too. Oh well, we got what we came for, so I guess tomorrow we'll see what this Scanner does and evolve Shury, Ken. Until then guys, PEACE!

[midore-fuse903]

So Orbie, the absolute idiot, just drove away one of his hand holders????

He better make this up to Byssy.

There is a reason you have two hands, one is for your dragonboy girlfriend, the other is for your dragongirl boyfriend

[pyrodragon3993-blog]

Hoenn Saga Team Maqubi's Journal Day 60: Clash at Sootopolis City

Hi everyone, I'm BiggleFoot and today I get to record Maqubi's adventure. Lately everyone has been talking about my banana beard... if they just asked I could pluck some off to share. Anyhow, the Hoenn Region is being affected by Groudon's intense heat and Kyogre's extreme storms. Maqubi made her way outside of Sootopolis City and dove down to get to the entrance. There were forests of kelp underwater and Maqubi ran into a Chinchou. Somehow MyEX was able to battle underwater without any oxygen... this world confuses the best of us sometimes. Maqubi caught the Chinchou and named her Lil Byssy. That's quite cute for a cute Pokemon. 

Maqubi navigated to the entrance of Sootopolis and dove back up. What we saw could only be described as incredible. We witnessed the behemoth Groudon and the leviathan Kyogre battle each other. This isn't any normal battle, this is a battle to the death. We had to do something about this, and we ran into Steven along the way. He guided us to the Cave of Origin to find someone named Wallace. At the end of the cave, we found Wallace who was the previous Sootopolis City Gym Leader. Since he's no longer the Gym Leader, his mentor, Juan is taking over. He let us know about a third legendary Pokemon, Rayquaza, and that if we found it, it could calm down the two other legendary Pokemon. 

After a quick trip to the PokeCenter to drop off that Macargo Melvin Tooz and bringing along the Castform, Hweather, Maqubi prepared to go to the Sky Pillar to try to bring Rayquaza to Sootopolis City. After flying to Pacifidlog City and navigating through the ocean, we made it to the base of Sky Pillar. We met up with Wallace who had to return to check up on Sootopolis City. Things are looking bad, the extreme weather is spreading to even here now. We have to find Rayquaza quickly! While climbing the pillar, Maqubi ran into a Claydol, but it used Selfdestruct. We didn't have time to waste with the Pokemon here anyway. 

Maqubi made it to the top of Sky Pillar, but the long climb tired her out. With Rayquaza in sight, Maqubi could have some time to rest. Until tomorrow everyone, that is, if tomorrow even comes....

[glorioustidalwavedefendor]

Knitted glove made of sea silk, from Taranto, Italy, probably from the late 19th century

Sea silk is an extremely fine, rare, and valuable fabric that is made from the long silky filaments or byssus secreted by a gland in the foot of pen shells (in particular Pinna nobilis).[1] The byssus is used by the clam to attach itself to the sea bed.[2]

Sea silk was produced in the Mediterranean region from the large marine bivalve mollusc Pinna nobilis  until early in the 20th century. The shell, which is sometimes almost a metre long, adheres itself to rocks with a tuft of very strong thin fibres, pointed end down, in the intertidal zone. These byssi or filaments (which can be up to 6 cm long) are spun and, when treated with lemon juice, turn a  golden colour, which never fades.[3]

The cloth produced from these filaments can be woven even more finely than silk, and is extremely light and warm; it was said that a pair of women's gloves made from the fabric could fit into half a walnut shell and a pair of stockings in a snuffbox.[4][note 1] The cloth attracts clothes moths, the larvae of which will eat it.

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Pinna nobilis has become threatened with extinction, partly due to overfishing, the decline in seagrass fields, and pollution. As it has declined so dramatically, the once small but vibrant sea silk industry has almost disappeared, and the art is now preserved only by a few women on the island of Sant'Antioco near Sardinia. Chiara Vigo claimed on various media to be the sole person living today to master the art of working with byssus[22][23] and the local people helped her to open the Sea Silk Museum in Sant'Antioco which was closed following a building code dispute with the local government.[24] "Project Sea-Silk" from the Natural History Museum of Basel[25] is collecting extensive data and studies on the subject, and informs the public that a couple of other women still produce and work today with byssus in Sant'Antioco in Sardinia, such as the sisters Assuntina e Giuseppina Pes which contradicts the claims of Chiara Vigo who is credited as having "invented with an extraordinary imagination her own story of sea-silk and [spinning] it tirelessly and to the delight of all media on and on".[26] In 2013, Efisia Murroni, a 100-year-old sea silk master weaver nicknamed "la signora del bisso" (born in 1913) died and her work is now shown in the Museo Etnografico di Sant'Antioco, with other artefacts being already on display in various museums throughout Europe.[27]

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sea_silk

Here's a folk song doing exactly what it is that folk songs do: preserving history!

Kitty MacFarlane took it upon herself to travel to a small Italian island to interview the last practitioner of an old weaving art passed down from mother to daughter through generations. The silk produced is from the filaments of a Mediterranean mollusc which are carefully and delicately woven together. The story of these women is now immortalized in song. If anyone has any additional information about this rare silk or practice, please chime in!

The scholar writes the soldier's story

But I tell mine in cloth

This the way my mother taught me

Gold as the dusted moth

It can't be sold, this thread of gold

It belongs to womankind

So I weave it in and turn it out

This burnished silk of mine