The Big Brown non Breathing Thing. (Prequel)

It was Fleur’s very first expedition in search of herb beloved flowers, that she first encountered the big brown non breathing thing- she was a little frightened by the sheer enormity of it. What was it? What could be inside it? How did it come to be there? Fleur being a very young and small pocket mouse had no idea, and certainly was not feeling brave enough to explore it, maybe at a later date she thought to herself. She scurried past it very quickly, and entirely missed the shuddering sigh it made.

It was so very lonely, sitting there unvisited and alone, it had not always been like that. The tools it contained from days bygone ignored it, for it was not one of them, it was purely a subservient entity, to provide them with shelter.  Whilst it maintained that function well, they had no need to communicate with it.

Even the colony of spiders living within continually tickling it with their tiny little feet, and cobweb building had no outward communication with it.

All it could do was to live on it’s memories and it’s former life. It remembered arriving in many pieces on the back of a cart. Each piece lovingly crafted to fit together perfectly, and built to last from the finest Cedar. The best and most durable wood.  It remembered the men carefully removing it from the cart and carrying piece by piece to it’s current location. It remembered seeing the ground perfectly levelled and across it lay large timber runners to prevent water seeping through the floor.

As the men had put the pieces together, fitting one piece carefully to the next, being delighted with the alignment the carpenter had achieved, it watched as they put strong shiny bolts in place, not for it common nails. Feeling two pieces of wood laid gently against it’s sides, it realized these were the roof, it was very proud of it’s roof a high apex, on which the carpenter had made a beam to sit on top and on this beam had carved four beautiful birds, that stood aloft, an owl, a kestre, an eagle and a buzzard, they were beautifully crafted.  It knew it would look so fine when all was finished.