Sticks and Stones and Bones

Lillith Alexandria Trombe · 08-20-2012, 08:54 PM

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Word Count :: 302 This is what the shed will look like finished just so you have an idea of what we're building http://i.imgur.com/xIUel.png

She had had quite enough with the smell in her house. Though just enjoyed the smell of a freshly killed animal and the aroma of finely hewn leather, it was the process in between the two that just stunk. The salts and herbs used in tanning hides was just too much for her to bare, and it permeated throughout the whole cabin no matter what she did. So the Trombetta girl decided it was time to move her studio of death to the outside.

It had taken her a day or two to pilfer most of the wood she would need from nearby abandoned towns; she wouldn’t need that many, she was only planning on making a small, open shed beside the house, one that would protect the hides from any severe elements but would let them air naturally and away from her nostrils.

Korosk had been a great aid in hauling the lumber back to her sea-side cottage. There she had taken the time to clean off any debris and dirt that might have collect along the way. There was no need for screws and nails; she had plenty of strong kelp rope and sinew thread to tie the structure up securely enough. She first set upon digging deep holes into which to set the four main structure beams for the shed, making sure to measure carefully. She figured halfway through that she might make the shed even larger for Korosk to have some shelter, so she remeasured and started to dig two more holes for a total of six beams. Sufficed to say, after several hours of digging in the sun, the only sign that it was ever going to become any form of building were the six erect beams, and Lillith leaning against her cottage panting heavily and dirty.

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