eight days.

i supported them wholeheartedly: they knew what had to be done. their determination could not be matched, not even by the fearsome fisheaters. problems arose from the moment they began, because they had forgotten where they had come from. they didn't even have a single mnemonic device, only hammers and swords. the fisheaters stood by with their holy books, watching, whispering, glancing nervous at nothing. the fan blew their hair to give the illusion of motion and broke the quiet, too. the tower was built in a week, but stood for a day.