A Wire Loop

The brass thimble rested upright upon the flat stone step, cleared of silt. I halted beside it, grounding the muzzle of my long rifle to survey the narrow lane ahead. Drawing the coiled copper sliver from my pocket, I tested its temper against the seam of the masonry. It yielded smoothly without snapping. Kneeling with measured deliberation, I threaded the copper strand twice through the hollow crown of the thimble, bending the trailing ends into a firm, closed eyelet. The miniature vessel now bears an anchor ring, ready to be lashed or hung from my gear. Step by step, the kit grows dependable.