Sienna, however, had a very different goal. She entered the bathroom and looked around carefully.
The answer was immediate.
Everything was clean.
Perfectly clean.
Any traces of use had vanished.
Not scrubbed.
Not washed.
Simply gone.
Sienna's lips curled into a smile.
"So that's how it works."
The Spatial Farm refreshed itself each day.
Anything useless was automatically removed.
Trash disappeared like footprints erased by the tide.
At the same time, the useful structures they had built remained untouched.
The two rooms beside the hut were still there.
The stove was still there.
The beds remained in place.
The farm, like a wise steward, seemed to understand the difference between clutter and necessity.
Sienna let out a breath of relief.
The garbage problem had been nagging at the back of her mind like a pebble in her shoe.
Now the Spatial Farm had quietly solved it overnight.
It was a small detail, but one that made life inside this magical refuge far easier.
