tuesday, spring 2nd

Dirk raised his hammer before striking down hard on the smashing it, leaving only silver ore. Dirk shoved the metal into his pockets and began to smash down on the rocks. Throwing the cheap ores that he found on the ground, smashing them hard. His black clothes and hair seemed to it in with the walls, it was so dark in the cave that normal people would not be able to see, Dirk had grown used to it, his life was in the darkness, supposedly that was why he was so pale. Taking a bit from an orange, as he needed more vitamin C, Dirk demolished the fruit in seconds an quickly went back to smashing the rocks, throwing the iron and silver into a large container, nearly full. Dirk went on to raise his hammer with his scronny arms and smashed the rock, only to hear a bell ring. With a smile the small man burst through the doors with a cheer, the people in the hot springs jumped a little, they always did, but he just ran past them into town, ready to go home. "ulster here I come" he said jumping over a stump of a tree, he was referring ti his dog, named after the Irish lands, much as his name did.