The Diary of Astesh "Fluffy" Idashalath: 1st Granite, Year 7. It has been two years since we have started building this blasted bridge and only
now do I have a blasted book. At least I finally have something to keep my mind busy. Since I couldn't write for the past two years (groan) I better write down all the goin about for the time we have been here. If there are any historians readin this listen up. You are bout to hear the tale of the
legendary Bridge of Destiny.
We came here to build a bridge, even though right now it barely even resembles a dock. When this baby is completed it won't be your pa's rickety old wooden bridge that sleeps across a small stream. This is a transcontinental bridge. When this beast is finished, we will be able to initiate trade between our side,
The Smooth Continent, and whoever is on
The Continent of Controls. Well not quite actually, there will have to be a second bridge built, one that connects to the island that my bridge will connect to. But when that is done, then trade will happen. We mostly have been seated in a small hole next to the beach. From here we shall build the bridge.

This is the launchpad, a small area for dwarfs to relax and craft.
It has been a somewhat unproductive two years since we had to set up food and such. And it's not like the Mountanhomes sent us many people either. Counting myself and the six of us who first arrived here, we only have 16 people. I spent the majority of my time with the liaison last year yelling about how if they want us to finish this bridge by this century we need more people than this. Honestly, now I kinda feel bad for the old guy. Doing his best and for his efforts gets yelled at by someone he is only trying to help. Anyway, the best I can hope for is that they actually send some people over here.
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