Jiushu just exited the Robbers den…
She felt a change the moment she stepped outside.
The air in the space felt cleaner, less musky.. Less wet.
Forest has already creeped in around the edges.
The floor has turned from the brown and gray of the tiles to green of the forest mold.
She did not remember this area is one where mold is possible…
This is not earth. Don't make assumptions. She told herself forcefully once more.
The blacksmith family looked quite happy here.. In the seemingly never ending forest.
They have appropriated themselves the best of the furniture, best of the spots and created a neat fence.
It seems they are trying to create a house atop the cliff.
Without the robbers looking over his shoulder, the blacksmith grandpa has given full play to his talents.
He has created not just the kitchen appliances Jiushu has asked for, but also a set of farming and skinning tools.
