The Carpenter sat on the chair he crafted in the cabin he built. The fire in front of him warmed, primitive but effective. It was
The Carpenter had spent years away from society. Not just in the Clearing, a self-imposed seclusion. Even when his existence was geographically around people, he
The Carpenter left the clearing, it wasn’t a common occurrence but was a necessity in this instance. He needed to eat and there were some
A women is murdered and he watches without action. They know he saw it and now they are coming for him. Sometimes even if you refuse to see them they can see you.
The Carpenter planed the boards down, getting them as close to 90° that his unpowered tools could. For thousands of years humankind built things with
The Carpenter rested after the roof was completed. The shelter not enclosed but protecting him from the sun and rain. They attempted to visit him
President Herman Gorthel was viewed as an authoritarian by most western countries. He held a firm grip on power, those who betrayed him were killed. He had a great vision for Munness and would allow no one to come between him and that vision. He wanted his country to be great, his singular vision was the direction he believed they needed to move in.
This is the second in a short story series, for the first short story please read Cabin in the Woods.
The Clearing is a different
What would you do, if you were told that your purpose in life was predestined? That your sole task in life was judgement and damnation. Your decision could cost the deaths of billions of people. Would you not also seek out the isolation of the clearing? Part 1 of 9, meet the Carpenter and begin the journey.