[center][h2][color=ed145b]Le Belle Thorne[/color][/h2][/center]

She would describe spring's 5 am early morning as wet and humid. If it weren't thanks to the night's lingering breeze and the touch of refreshing condensed morning dew she would hate the spring morning. The backyard storage of her home... Green meadows with an upstanding scruffy shed filled with dust and dirt it clouded-- as a lady emerged wheelbarrowing a load of coal towards the forge. Her refined posture and strong arms pushed the cart with little-to-no effort as it arrived shortly by the cold unlit furnace.

She spent the next hour lighting the furnace and preparing for her forge's opening as coals were shoveled in, the anvil was cleaned, the milling contraption was greased and readied with the grinders warmed up and ready to grind. She what seemed to be a complicated start of each day became routine in her hands as the forge was up and ready within 6 and Le Belle quickly entered a cold bath inside of her home and ate breakfast ready for today's duties.

Her usual attire consisted of a low-cut corset reinforced with a cradle-belt below her chest, rolled rubber black pants, a tanned leather sling that wrapped her right arm like a sleeve with a steel-armband and a carpenter's kilt with secured iron-capped work boots. She gazed on her frivolous, long and scarlet hair by the mirror and brought her fingers over her forehead with a hair band and tied them back whilst leaving her own fringe on the side of her face whilst tying a white hood over the hand-strewn hair. She held on to the curiously shaped necklace resting near her cleavage sorrowfully with a long gaze into the mirror as she heard a loving whisper of a male's voice.

[i]"Look how beautiful you look today..."[/i]

The ghastly voice faded her face turned to see an empty, lavishly fashioned sofa behind her with sorrowful eyes. His passing could never be forgotten. Her hammer was beside it, leaning over its arm-rest comfortably. Her fingers wrapped itself around the handle silently and returned to her forge as she opened her forge.