The first quilts were never meant to become treasures.

They began as practical things. Worn scarves, old cloaks, festival ribbons that had faded with time, scraps too beautiful to throw away but too small to use alone. Families stitched them together simply to make another blanket.

No two quilts were alike. Some held pieces from a parent's winter cloak. Some carried patches from a child's first festival scarf. Some included a corner from a favorite hat that had become too threadbare to wear.

By the time spring returned, the Snöwkin realized they had created something unexpected.

The quilts did more than keep away the cold.

To this day, the Quiltmakers say that a quilt is never truly finished. It simply waits for the next story to be stitched into it.