35 Spring 519 Continued Lifting the metal tube and setting it into place above the initial layers of stone, Crylon motioned for one of the men to hold it. While he did that Crylon began adding more bricks with additional gestures to the other men to hand off material. A swipe of mortar, which was spread like a preserve on bread but instead on the bricks below. Smoothing the layer, and then placing the brick atop it so that it overlapped with two bricks below. This required keeping a good frame of reference to the materials before and after the mortar was placed, and to keep an idea of where to place the stone the entire time. This was helped by having assistance, which allowed Crylon to be handed the things he needed while keeping his eyes on the work itself. Perhaps, Crylon thought, similar to how a surgeon might have various tools, tinctures, and materials handed to him while keeping focus on the wound itself. The wound here was the potential, the idea of the Smithy to come and the form it took in his mind. He was simply placing things in that manner, to fill in those needed gaps in his mental image of the final object to be made. He added a layer behind the place where the long metal tube would go, letting it once done form as an area for the metal to lean against before being boxed in. A bit of mortar scraped up, slid down, spread, patted and smoothed. Then another brick next to the first. And another after that. Chimes went by. Bells. Crylon worked at the bricks and laying with a steady hand. Barely taking his eyes of his intended work. He slowly worked his way around three sides. The back side where the metal tube would lay against, a canted cut at the bottom to allow part on the back side to meet the ground and provide support, while the open end on the front allowed materials to come out. Once far enough out so that a person could get down within to clean it out in the gap, he turned and added another side on each side coming forward towards the front of the smithy. This left him with a three sided shape or an open sided square. Then it was simply a matter of adding more mortar and bricks and building up higher bit by bit.. A second layer at odds with the first so that the bricks did not directly line up in a stack. Instead each layer of brick consisting of bricks overlapping half with two below and a turn at the end that did likewise to each wall or in turn did not. Repetition, a pattern of matching, not matching, on and off layer by layer strengthening itself. It was not long, and yet it was a long time later, when he went to pull another wad of mortar and spread it out, and he found himself standing rather than bending or reaching down to the layer. The main bit of the base was done, a small forge in some ways but a full and proper forge. Fitting the grill in at the top of the tube of metal Crylon began the next step. Bricking it in, and adding in the bellows with a third half wall at the front to hold it in. And a set of bricks around the metal tube, which would hold up the base upon which the smithing itself would be done. The grill and tube were the center, with the bricks going back and forward and out on each of the four sides. WC: 610 |