Too many problems.

The only thing I remember from the day was putting things in order and clarifying many things that needed to be put in order for a more official record, and only when night fell did we realize when the power went out, and after much discussion on the matter, we went to rest.

Shortly after arriving at the common house, I began to understand the reason for simply putting everything in order and going to sleep as soon as possible.

Fortunately, I had the closest thing to a bed: a pile of wood arranged with the spare clothes I asked to be made up for me as a quilt.

After what I considered an instant, a fragment appeared above me. I quickened my grip and since no one reacted, either they were too tired or there was nothing to see, I hoped it was the latter. When the memories came back with a force that made me dizzy again, I was grateful to be lying down.

"Curse".

In the morning, I spent my time heading back to the mine, when Ari arrived. “Ab, we need to talk about the guards.” She hurried to keep up, annoyed.

"I'm aware of this, but we have priority with this mine issue," especially if it could cause premature collapse around the mine.

“Why?” she asked, indignant that her business had been left out.

“I had a gloomy vision: getting the mine in working order became a much-needed priority, even ahead of building the temple.”

“What’s the reason?” I ask, rather amused.

"The rains will come sooner." I had too much on my mind to get caught up in a conversation that wouldn't lead anywhere, especially with someone who wouldn't even understand the reasons.

“I don’t understand why a couple of showers would make us let our guard down.” His amusement seemed to subside.

"Because we'll have to take shelter in the tunnel." Since he stopped following me, I didn't think anything else and continued on my way deeper into the mine. I didn't hesitate for a moment to perform the blessing of light, avoiding all the ceremony and chanting involved. "Everyone, please pay attention, for dark times await us. It's my priority that I tell you what's coming. Please call everyone."

I barely knew how to convey the news, and considering what had happened, I spent time thinking of ways to please them in the future, if my memories came true.

“Sir, everyone is here,” I clarify, somewhat worried.

I didn't know whether to be glad that there was enough manpower or that many would die if we failed, after a while I nodded and since he was on the table he barely seemed taller than most by a head.

“The rains are coming, and with them, considerable trouble.” Because of how confused they seemed, I spent more time waiting for them to calm down than trying to calm them. “When they arrive, the path of trees you see outside, as lush as it has been until now, will disappear.” I heard a few cheers and other annoyances, but no fear. “Before they leave, they will pay us a visit. The trees will enter here, tear down the pillars, damage the stone, and break where we left the cracks.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ari seem bewildered. “The houses will fall, the towers will end up at the bottom, along with the rest of the rocks, and everyone outside the tunnel will fall into the same abyss.”

“The mine, our effort, young Abaddon, what will we do?”

"The answer is simple: we must hurry. All mine work must be postponed. Cutting down the trees will be our priority. We will build a second wall, a different one."

After a while, everyone headed for their tools, while they continued on their way and caught up with us at the exit, as always the two of them by my side.

“Should I dismantle both towers?” Ari asked.

“Yes,” I replied, as I recalled a little more of the cinematic.

“Lord, with this new wall, we can undo the one we already made so we can fac…”

I interrupted abruptly. “No, that’s the second of three walls we must build so our effort doesn’t end in a mess.” I hurriedly handed him the map.

“Will this storm be that fierce?” Ari asked.

“And moreover, you have your orders, leave now.”

Ari hurried and went to the guards while she met with those closest to her. I asked a couple to go help her deal with the matter of dismantling them and, in passing, instructions on what the pieces should be used for. The creation of doors, however primitive they were, would be necessary.

Before the sky became completely cloudy, we shared the food and urged them to hurry up with each bite so we could continue, and to my dismay, the rainy season began.

"You've misinterpreted the times." It's not like my memories were particularly reliable, either, as I didn't get exact dates, and I barely knew what day of the week it was, thanks to the merchant, but too much time had passed since then to fully consider it.

“Boss, is this the rain you predicted would cause chaos?” Ari seemed amused again by the fact.

"Like everyone else, we're small when we're born, and we grow as adults. When we die, we're a little bigger, but not at our full height." Telling them it was just the beginning would only make them stop taking me seriously and was the excuse to dampen my mood. "Eat quickly, they'll soon grow a little, before the dawn salute, we'll barely be able to reach ninth."

The warriors rushed to eat even more quickly, while those who were once slaves were in the same hurry, unlike those who knew nothing about construction and with them I, but after finishing I gave a blessing to the tools so they could see in the light and after that the sunset was far from coming, but due to the cloudy place the meal was brought forward.

The storm arrived much more quickly than I thought and with almost everything ready for the wall, we began to produce it, while the same spheres of light as before were proportionate, as long as they did not go out, I would know that dusk had not yet arrived, the few who were in charge of forming the doors put them up and nailed the ropes with the picks at the entrance to the mine, while the two communal houses were dismantled and used to make a larger door for the entrance to the valley, which we would easily confuse with a very deep cave, but just as useful.

“Sir, there’s trouble,” said one of the miners, who tried to instill his fear in his voice, no doubt.

"I'm listening, time is short, be brief." He was sorting out the numbers, while putting to rest more pressing doubts.

“A tree fell and with the rain increasing, some are wondering if we should stop.”

“Tell them to stop when the ice starts falling.”

"Ice?" There was surprise in the question, and she asked another. "The snowfall will come so soon, right? It wasn't until halfway through the ritual?" For a moment, her panic was felt more intensely.

“I gave my orders, don’t interrupt me any further, but yes, that’s why I rushed these walls.”

I wave, with my hand on my left chest, and set off with the same haste as before, or maybe more, I couldn't tell from the numbers that were starting to make me dizzy.

“Will we make it?”

By the time the light faded I knew dusk had arrived and I set off with a concentrated light, while I took more sips of passion to be able to stay better and with that we finished the improvised wall of the exterior completing the descending pattern, I was more or less certain that everything would be fine, while the second wall was moved a little and the third shielded our space towards the ravine and we took refuge behind the tunnel door between prayers to Alba, more for appearances than because I believed.