Red Meadow.

[Maero]

Jewl nodded and led them inside. The cabin was all one room, and that single room was very sparse. There was a kitchen with some old but recognizable utensils, two cots, one looks almost dusty, the fire place for winter, A desk with some paper and an old pen and inkwell. There were also some boxes next to the desk. It and everything on and around it including the paper and boxes had a thick layers of dust, like it hadnt been touched in years.

"This is where you used to write things." Jewl explained simply. She could read and write with some difficulty, but she could never read anything John had written there, as though it were all in some kind of code, it just made no sense to her, maybe it would to him.