The Fantasy World Vol 1

Tree house

I continued to walk again hoping I wouldn't run into more camps. It was afternoon this time and the sunset was pretty cool to look at. I saw our base of operations. It looked the same as always but what you don't know is what our base is made of. Sure you might think of an underground base or a cool looking mansion but it's not. A forest surrounded our base. The trees had a really tall and fat structure and sometimes the always expanded in some weird way that they create a hollow. The biggest, tallest and or fattest tree was our pick. That was our tree house. The trees on the forest where our tree house was were the same as always. The good news was  the leaves weren't all petrified and black and white. On the really end of the forest was our tree house. It faced south to were a few feet away was a beach. Between the tree's roots was the entrance. It's funny though because the door was locked. I had the spare Key that Jose, our metal elementalist, created. Jose was excellent at his metal craftsmanship and he mastered it very well. I turned the key and opened the door and I was relieved that everything was in tact and not in disarray. I placed my bag down near where the door was. I charged in the backup generator that was really loud. Our back up generator was at the basement, underground, but it was really loud.