Chapter 259 - Volume 1 Diary

00 Moni the Dwarf's Diary

Today is destined to be a memorable day. I had this premonition since the morning. The annoying underground wind has stopped blowing, and that damp, chilly air will no longer torment my knees. Many dwarves share the same feeling with me, and everyone is joyfully celebrating the arrival of the dry season.

During the dry season, exciting things always seem to happen at this time of year. I remember during last year's dry season, Old Puck from next door celebrated his 480th birthday, which was truly a miracle. On that day, he brought out a wheeled chair he made himself, so even though he could barely walk anymore, he was still able to stroll around the city. It's a rare item crafted by the oldest person in the Dwarf City.