Time Remaining: [N/A]
(Status: Active Construction. Substructure Phase.)
Location: The Silver River - South Bank.
The North Abutment was behaving beautifully.
Arthur stood on the grassy bank at 6:00 AM, holding a heavy iron hammer. He looked at the massive grey block they had poured yesterday. The timber forms had been stripped away, revealing the raw, industrial face of the concrete.
It was ugly. It was scarred with the grain of the wood. It was a dull, flat grey.
To Arthur, it was a masterpiece.
He swung the hammer.
PING.
The sound was bright and sharp, ringing out across the quiet river valley like a church bell.
"Hardness achieved," Arthur noted, running a hand over the cool surface. "Curing heat has dissipated. The lattice is locked."
"It didn't crack," Vivian said, standing beside him with a mug of tea. She kicked the base of the block with her boot. "Solid."
