Asakiyume<p>Ever since walking along a beaver dam in childhood, Violet had engineering <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/aspirations" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>aspirations</span></a>, but the <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/terminal" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>terminal</span></a> degree at the community college was an associate's degree--not a good enough qualification. </p><p>"You could work with Smitty," her dad said. "He builds houses."</p><p>But Violet dreamed bigger: bridges. road systems. environmental landscaping. </p><p>She knew what she had to do. One night when the moon was waxing, she went to the beaver pond. Maybe they'd take an apprentice.</p><p><a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>wss366</span></a> <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/microfiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>microfiction</span></a></p>