Paper-thin, barely blocking any light, practically sandpaper.
Mildred was the premier treasure hunter in this realm. She commanded respect and awe. Her presence was a gift.
After all, a well placed treasure could make her rich. Of course, she would bestow a bit of that blessing onto anyone who helped her locate it.
But this … this was abysmal.
Mildred knew what the perfect specimen was and this was not it.
“I thought we were clear that you had a paper of the highest quality!” Mildred held the rolls high. “Look at this! This is not treasure! This is trash!”