Part Three - Day Eleven

Day Eleven
With the concern and paranoia of being seen keeping adrenaline coursing through my veins, I spent that day working myself to exhaustion, ignoring my set sleep schedule, and moved all of my wood into my fortress. I finished well after nightfall, and crashed in my main hold, spending one last night watching the stars since I did not have the energy to move the stump into position from where it lay hidden in the bramble. 

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