Mira hesitated. A bridge was heavy work—far heavier than a pantry rat. But the piston had never minded a task’s scale; it seemed to measure by beauty, not weight. She agreed and set off.
Mira left the piston at the bridge. The villagers argued; some would have paid handsomely to keep it, others feared its temper. Mira chose neither. She nailed a simple sign on the carved cavity: SKACAT — Lovely Craft: Piston Trap. -18. 0.1 Mod. Beneath, she scratched in smaller letters: Call it by its name. Call it kind words. Skacat- Lovely Craft Piston Trap -18 - 0.1 Mod ...
Assuming you have or Forge for 1.18: