I am building a hidden shelter under a large stone, tucked away in the quiet woods where few ever wander. The massive rock provides natural cover, shielding my work from sight. Beneath it, I’ve dug a small chamber—just enough for solitude and safety. Walls are reinforced with timber and stone, the roof supported to bear the weight above. A narrow, camouflaged entrance blends into the landscape, hidden by moss and roots. Inside, I store water, blankets, and tools. Ventilation pipes snake through the earth, bringing fresh air. This shelter is my retreat—a secret place of calm, strength, and readiness, built beneath the silence of an ancient stone.
