Eiro walked up the hill, slow and steadily. He wanted to take this moment in properly, now that he had finally been here again after so long. Everything was how they had left it. Well, nearly, at least... Everything was a bit more dirty and overgrown, but that was to be expected.
The rest was in place. The barn they kept the animals in, Eiro's side-hut where he would spend his time writing and working on woodcarvings, and of course the main house, where all of them had lived for years.
The Demon took a deep breath as he pushed the door open. The dust that had gathered in here was pushed around and twirled in the light let in through the door and windows. Slowly, the Demon stepped inside and took a look around.
