The weeks had passed calmly and as Azemo walked towards the forest, he smiled as he remembered all the progress the new country had made.
The main town had exploded, growing in size and stability as everyone had gotten enough time to make their own houses. Some even decided to branch away from the main town and a few smaller villages were popping up, around the country. Building materials were never a problem and as long as they had someone to create for them, the people were in good shape.
The main farms were near the original town, but as the people spread out, more farms began to appear. Utilizing the soft fertile land to its fullest. Azemo did not even have to control the weather anymore because it was in a predictable cycle of soft rain and sunshine.
