In the early morning.
A faint white mist enveloped the entire small town.
As if draped in a veil!
After breakfast, Lynn walked through the town, inspecting it.
The town dining hall was completed yesterday.
A five-meter-high gabled roof, built from stacks of red brick walls.
In the central area, neat rows of red brick columns supported the roof.
Long benches made by the Woodworker Workshop were also completed.
Dozens of craftsman apprentices were finishing the final assembly in the dining hall.
In at most two days, the dining hall could be put into use.
After passing a few red brick houses, Lynn arrived at the Blacksmith Workshop.
The Blacksmith Workshop was still bustling with activity!
The constant sound of metal clashing against metal was echoing throughout the workshop.
Lynn glanced around, as four iron smelting blast furnaces operated at full capacity, enveloped in scorching heat.
This entire area felt like a steaming oven.
