Img 1: The two sides of the same name Interlude: The True TimelineOne can easily get distracted by the smells and sounds of the tavern at the keep, but ‘Otto_K’ Kivishsazir and ‘Otto_K II’ Bootpulled didn’t pay much mind to the creaking of the wet boards, or the rain, or the mud carried from outside by the army of foreign thieves and spies always coming and going, plying their corrupt schemes. The two dwarves were locked in an intense conversation.
They were starting to realize that they had nothing in common. ‘Otto_K’ thought war was completely wasteful, but the power and glory of conquest was everything to ‘Otto_K II’. While Bootpulled was a callous, withdrawn man, with great ambition, Kivishsazir was quick to love and anger, and truly loved helping others, after becoming a parent. “So, I guess there’s no chance of us becoming friends, eh?” Bootpulled said.
“Indeed”, said Kivishsazir. Most of his friends were dead or staying in Gateheaven, and he devoted himself to his wife and daughter. He turned when he heard loud footsteps and saw ‘Maloy II’, the strategist, storming into the room, clearly upset. ‘Otto_K II’ rose to greet his old friend, but Maloy had words to the other dwarf.
“Kivishsazir, you once dreamt of a future where the fort suffered a great calamity, and you yourself died? It troubles me greatly to say that it has happened again. I saw my entire warband burnt to ash in the depths, and myself…” the strong dwarf shuddered. “You know the prophecies. You should lead the fort for a time, so they don’t come to pass.”
“I’ll help you!” ‘Otto_K II’ chirped suddenly. ‘Otto_K’ looked dejected but sighed, “Fine. But don’t make a mess of this. All right then… Let’s get to it!”
- From the book 'Earthjungles and Other Atrocities', written in year 219 by an unknown creature
Here's the story that didn't happen, but some stuff is still the same:
Earthenjungles: Spring 171
Fall and winter of 171
How many must die? That’s the question. Well, turns out, everybody’s dead. EVERYBODY. IS. DEAD.
Img 2: Bone crafts 
Img 3: Singing dwarves Earthenjungles: Summer 171… againThings are shaping up pretty much the same way, except for the truly beautiful new forge-halls. I’m also grateful to Maise for butchering our massive excess of animals, so I don’t have to worry about it anymore. Looks like a lot of the leather and meat went to ruin, but that’s just what happens when you have to clear out a bunch of animals.
I did the new trash chute and the second floor expansion, the same as first time. Vucar Dipcity is 'Bruenor II' again, and may she not die immediately. There's so much metal hauling and stuff going on… I made special refuse stockpiles for boneworking and wool-spinning in the clothing floor. After spinning a thousand new units, we have 4400 cloth, a couple hundred thread and a healthy stock of llamas. All cloth production work has now been stopped, from farming, shearing, to spinning. We have enough to last a lifetime. I let DFHack's Tailor handle the clothing orders.
The drowning trap was renovated yet again, and the junk weapons moved from the adjoining opening to the deep smelting halls. Over a thousand metal items were melted.
Img 4: Smelting and forging Order was made for some golden thrones, and crafters began decorating our steel gear with our extra bone supply. Our dwarves will look spooky scary with bone decorations! The thrones were placed in the expanded tavern. As the dance floor was opened, dwarves and goblins immediately went to dance and sing in a small formation. Nice!
We may have lost some of our steel gear over time or maybe we didn’t make enough. I’ll make 15 more sets of armor. As before, I bought out the poor caravan with junk clothes, and gifted some gems for good measure.
Life stuff:‘Otto_K’s family continues to grow, as ‘Furga’ gives birth to a new girl, little sister of ‘Maise_Now II’. Then a bit later, Iden ‘Self-defeating’ Whitestaff and Ingiz Zesstinthad got a son, too!
Img 5: The fort's children 
Img 6: The strategist and the naturalist Looks like ‘Sander’ the Naturalist has reported on herself for trying to steal Vucar Ilril (amulet). She’s also stepped up her scholarly duties, though, becoming a master. She’s accepted the apprenticeship of ‘Maloy II’.
Later, Sathra Punchtrade tried to steal Mothersounds (ring). The minotaur Sluste Uthretsetoc has come! Oh, it was cage-trapped. I was looking forward to a battle… There was no siege during the rest of the year. Have our enemies died out or given up? Melbil Uristzursùl, the poet who was reported to be killed by a bridge, haunted the fort in mid-autumn and was slabbed to rest.
Now then...
It’s time. We shall not wait for the fire from the below to come for us. We must go to it! Let’s dig deep and greedy, dwarves!
After identifying the top of the unnatural gemstone pillar, molten lava was pumped out of the topmost pockets, melting the microcline boulders littering the dig site into white-hot stone soup. When the lava had cooled, digging was continued...
Img 7: Digging for some treasures of the gods 
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