I woke and there were horrors looking right at me. I killed them and started to leave the forge but there was another. I guess I woke up in the middle of the crier yelling. There were others there. They didn't mind that I was there too. That's good. I went to do my job and in a marc I did it again. It's good to have something to do.

One asked me if we had met before. I said yes. He didn't say anything more. I guess it's good to know what you want to say too.

I harvested for a while and took what I got to the machine people. I left them some food and drink and said I was sorry for not visiting with them lately. They must not have minded. They gave me some nice things in return.

The crier was busy. I could only help the one time when I woke. I wrote for a bit more and found another place to sleep. The last one wasn't the best choice.