Deep into the deadly part of the forest, a lonely wood house stood between the trees, near a pond and a waterfall.
The sound of metal colliding finally stopped after three full days. The birds chirped between the trees.
Next to the house was a wood cabin. Aether stood in the wood cabin. He finally completed the item.
The furnace in the blacksmith shop radiated heat. And the old worn down hammer on the anvil had several cracks.
Aether looked at the item before him, his heart aching.
Before him was a two-meter-long metal coffin. The lid of the coffin was carved with beautiful roses. And the sides of the coffin as well.
It truly was the work of a skilled blacksmith.
A red cloth appeared in Aether's hands. It was red silk.
He placed the cloth inside the coffin, covering the insides of the coffin with red silk.
