A small hole was all there seemed to be of a handle, crammed full of cloth, apparently to block the wintry drafts from penetrating this wall of defenses. At the foot of the door there were some small marks of use, faint footprints and other signs of movement. Perhaps an errant human had been peaking out from the cottage, to see if it was safe to return to a world they could never hope to control. It was a small matter, for one--who had the ability to discern feelings in an inanimate arena--could note the utter lack of presence…there was nothing here, no life, no non-life. The entire scene was empty.

As empty as a forlorn soul, perhaps.

A sensation regarding the effort at privacy could be felt; that whomever--or whatever--had made their stand here had meant it to be a private respite, not for intruders. However, in order for the sensations to make some form of rudimentary sense, more must be seen...thus the door would be passed, and one would be able to see a stark interior, opposite in virtually all ways to the exterior of this one room cottage.

The interior was warm, but not overly so, a few degrees above the exterior of the structure, perhaps. It was dimly lit, a small pile of logs--more related to twigs than to trees--smoldered and attempted their demanding effort at fire, fueling that faint tendril of smoke visible from outside and an even more faint veil of warmth.

The liquid glow of the fire threw dim light upon a small table, with a solitarily unlit candle burned low to its seeming brass handle. The surface of the table was put together with lashings handmade, and the planks of wood, which formed this skeleton, seemed to be roughly put together, as if at a first attempt at working with wood.

Slightly askew to the table was a chair, this also was made of rough wood and lashed together with rough, natural fibers. This item, however, seemed to have had more time and investment placed into it. It held no curving arch to its back, but rather stiff and square it sat, short and sturdy looking logs held it up to a low height, though it did match its cousin of the table.