Human: Compose a short description of a dreary scene outside town with a shovel, ground, forge yard, marks, roof. Assistant: 
Beneath the cover of the high, sloped roof, the grindstones have been used for years, spouting layer upon layer of dust in a triangular spray against the walls and ground. Often, a miscreant burst of wind will suck away some of residue, sending it into the forge yard as short swirls of choking filth. Luckily, the area is not left just for the wind to clean, and the ground is scraped by the marks of shovel and broom.