200 F.Y.
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"Where do you want it, Bro!?"
It's been... two weeks? Since the attack? And life had kind of petered back to the same old shvt of trying to improve our pitiful human lives. The settlement had been mostly rebuilt, with houses and buildings that were once piles of wood and rubble now standing tall once more. Rock and cobble were also starting to appear in most of our designs as our newly-established mines began to pick up some steam in terms of production. The previously wooden walls were now made of stone, and watchtowers now dotted the settlement's perimeters complete with an alarm system and some rudimentary sentries. And speaking of which...
"Just place it by the gate!" I shouted towards my sister who was currently straddling the newly built walls while carrying a huge ballista of our own making. "We'll add a ladder to it later!"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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