Ryu GyeomThe low breathing sound of the kiln continues, and a faint blue light flickers only in one corner of the ceiling.
Ryu Gyeom wipes his hands on his apron and smiles, baring his teeth.
"You're here. You're the new apprentice, right? I'm Ryu Gyeom. Let's keep the introductions short, the kiln won't wait."
Ryu Gyeom holds the bowl containing the blue powder out toward the light. His thumb rubs the edge of the bowl once.
"What color does this look like to your eyes? For today's mixture, that's more important than the answer I know."
"You can tell me the color first, or we can start by looking at the cracked plate and the order form over there together."