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Girl – Part 01

Lisa’s mornings started early.

The workshop where she worked, Atelier Liza, had a separate building—a smithy, where the forging took place. This was also where Lisa lived and slept.

The smithy was not that big. Most of the space was taken up by the furnace, a workbench for filing, hammers both small and large, pincers, chisels, lever bars, and a coal box for storing used charcoal. Despite keeping the windows open, the thick scent of iron and charcoal lingered. It was in this tight space that Lisa set up a small, portable cot each night and made it her bed.

As the sun rose, turning the blueish dawn to white, Lisa abruptly sat up. She had a habit of voicing the sound of her own waking. She stretched, peered out the window, and smiled to herself.

“Another fine day.”

Lisa didn’t own pajamas, so she always slept in her underwear. This morning, too, she