The end of Summer is upon us. It is now the 3rd of Galena, and no migrants have arrived to this our glorious hole in the ground.
No matter.
Soon will our walls bristle with pikes, arrows and many such sharp-and-pointy things which should draw our brethren near. A safe Dwarf is a happy dwarf, after all!
As a side note, Fire Snakes appear to be infesting our glorious hole in the ground. They slither to and fro in the manufacturing wing. As of yet they have not posed any threat or caused any problems, but their slender frames, bristling with flame, worry me to no end. I have spotted no less than three separate Fire Snakes with my own two eyes, and fear that if they spend too much time around anything made of wood...
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