But a detailed architectural design spread across the hide in fine, deliberate lines. A house.
Every curve, every wall, every measurement was etched with precision. She could see where the kitchen would open into the living space, the position of the windows, the symmetry of the pillars, even the arrangement of furniture. It was exact—too exact.
Kaya's lips parted, disbelief hardening into certainty.
This wasn't the work of a villager or a beastman artisan. No. This was professional.
Her fingers skimmed the surface of the hide, tracing the lines as though they might vanish if she blinked. The more she studied it, the more her chest tightened.
Because this wasn't just a drawing.
It was a blueprint.
And not of any world she knew—
but hers.
Kaya's hands moved faster now, her breath uneven. She untied another roll of hide, spreading it across the table.
Her eyes widened.
This wasn't just a house design. It was an entire colony.
