Terrace Perimeter

Rough flagstones offered superior traction compared to interior laminate. My forward scout held aim across the open stone plains while I shifted our circular platform toward a large terracotta planter. At its base rested an empty snail shell and a small gray pebble. I reached forward with my armored gauntlet, shoving the pebble into the gap between our disc rim and the curved clay wall. It locked with a dull grit crunch. Next, I rolled the hollow shell upright against our flank as an angled radar cowl. Sightlines across the lawn are clear. Forward redoubt established.