The sun shines warmly on the working men’s backs as they make the final adjustments to the greatest feat of engineering known to mankind. Even from so far below they can be seen. Like titans they maneuver the arduous passes, braving the inspiring heights, carrying tools and materials and everything else they could possibly need. For some, it would have been deemed an impossible task. But for our people, it is our only hope.
After one-hundred years of suffering, of anguish, of nearly-unstoppable construction during the Blight that has ruined our world, the Stairway to Heaven is finally drawing to completion.
And I am alive to see it happen.