The weeks went by. We gradually started to become accustomed to life here on this moon.

Using magic and physical labor, we managed to build a town on top of a clear mesa for ourselves. Ryan's people had chosen the site as it reminded them of home. On this world there seemed to be few landscapes which weren't covered by forest.

Though not all was peaceful. Some days clouds of dust from our destroyed world would strike, covering the forests in a layer of dust. Our world, it had still not settled down...

How long would it be until it did? For it to rest so that it could start to heal.