What makes a home?

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" "Good. I wasn't sure." Sah then grabbed the pieces and began to carefully place them into the oven. Biting his lip in concentration, he kept glancing back at the schematic to make sure everything was falling into place correctly. After a few moments he stood back and hummed contemplatively. "I think that's it? Are there any other pieces we need to include?" The oven looked like it was nearly, if not completely done. Granted, Sah wasn't the best judge for such things. Regardless it at least looked like the few ovens he'd seen before since coming to Caido. This oven did look good though and Sah was proud of what they'd accomplished thus far. He was also fantasizing about cookies. His dream of having his own constant supply seeming all the more realistic now that he had an oven of his own. Surely his nice neighbor would teach him how to make them if he asked? sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie