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She pulled the glass from the concentrated globule and it elongated. There was no structure in this initial pull, just a grab of the glass, moving it in such a fashion that, having exposed it, she could work with it as she pleased. She had only gathered a little glass and so it was narrow, not a lot that she had drawn. Still, it needed shaped.
Using a narrow mold, Iseult squeezed the mold around the glass, giving it a rounded shape like the stem of a rose. The glass was beginning to cool and while it would not yet find that hard consistency--that took many candlemarks--if left to cool for too long it would be beyond shaping. But she had time and Iseult carefully, using the edge of the tweezers, pushed the stem so that it sat skewed a little to the left, from her perspective.
Iseult then clipped the stem free, letting it lay in its curved fashion on the bench. She stood and reheated the green globule at the tip of the blowpipe and when she sat down again she dripped the glass onto the detached stem in several places, creating the pointed thorns with the manipulation of her tools to sharpen and curve the small tips. She touched the piece off with a single leaf, to which she added detail by picking up a crimping tool and pressing it so that it possessed ripples. This leaf was towards the top of the stem where the rose would be nestled.
The stem was then placed into the garage in a compartment separate from the vase and Iseult turned back to the furnace, picking up her blowpipe and scraping off the remaining green glass into a bucket before gathering more raw molten material.
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