Kenna Rhys Posted September 6, 2023 Share Posted September 6, 2023 Kenna had been at camp for one year now. This meant that she was starting to recognize the faces that entered the forge where she spent most of her time. Pulling the little machine out of her pocket, Kenna began to fidget with it as she took it apart and reassembled it. This was her normal thing as it calmed her mind that seemed to be racing a million miles a minute. Putting the last bolt back on it, it began to come alive and climb on her like a metal spider. Giggling she walked into the forge with a skip in her step. Today she felt, was going to be a good day with the things she needed to build. Some of the plans had come in from the other cabins but some of the things was just her own personal things. The forge was one of those places that was super hot but she didn't care as she was used to it.....her dad's gift! Getting to her bench she began to look over the sword she had spent time on the day before, when a noise of someone else caught her attention. @ Everly Maisley Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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