11-13-2009, 04:25 PM
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;_; forgive? Word Count: -- His eyes sometimes looked at Belle, sometimes looked at the position of the log as it slowly crept towards their goal. He smiled, and his hands tightened the ropes to maintain a balance. If gravity worked against them, it should not fall on either of them, but the other ropes should tighten and make sure it remained in place. Slowly and carefully, Belle made sure that the log changed from a horizontal to a vertical state, and as gravity took hold of the heavy log and finally pulled it fully into the hole, it gave a soft 'thud'. Dawali uttered sounds to make Belle stop moving, and she halted; the log now stood perfectly upwards, but of course they would have to make sure it wouldn't just fall again. Smiling eagerly, Dawali looked to Hemming and made some random exclamations, before lowering his rope to the ground and pinning it into the mud with a hammer and a sharp piece of metal. "Like a charm!" Moving over to help Hemming pin his rope, Dawali passed the hole and took a second or two to look into it and see if it looked ok. "Looks just perfect, too. That was easy!" As soon as the ropes were fastened they could pack stone and dirt around the base of the log, but it was probably best to let Belle stand where she was for the time being, to make sure it didn't just topple over. If the rest of the building went as easily as this they might just have a town hall before winter after all! |