Publisher's blurb: Stone bridges leads over the muddy waterways where the river used to flow and to the old mill, which itself used to lie but a few hundreds meters outside of the village. A large storehouse was also built into the cliff side to store long term mundane supplies as well as the flour milled here but most of the flour is long gone. Dying ferns clutter the ground with small bones scattered around as if a predator roamed these grounds. The basement consists of a series of large cogs connected to the waterwheel outside, as well as rods that lead into the upper floor. It also houses a stone vessel that holds all the milled flour, while the upper floor holds the grinder which has sat silent for many years now.