"The Heart, we know, when it's lovin' it's leanin' towards bein' alone"
Luna Asylum Caesar Myst
I'd been walking around camp, mainly on the beach, and I began to wonder why I didn't go exploring more. I hadn't been inside of most of the buildings at camp yet, even. So I decided to check the forge out. As soon as I enter I feel the searing heat hit my face. Oh gosh. I really did prefer the cold weather, I did. And I was wearing a tanktop, graphic shirt, AND jacket. It was just early spring, after all. I threw my jacket to the side and practically ripped of the tee shirt, just in capris and the slightly torn black tank top. Much better. I look around and take a deep breath in, smelling the air. With no doubt, metal, sweat, and the oddly pleasant smell of things, mainly wood, burning. Looking around the place I felt a strong industrial revolution vibe, which I could learn to enjoy very much. There were odd metal scraps around the room, on tables in the corners and such. I smile as I pick up one that was very rusty, and another copper piece that had already turned green blue. They were sort of spiraling and charming. I set them down, smiling.
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