I dreamed of an old Mercommernaut. The aqueduct looming largely over me.
I went to where the shanty town I've known for years and years used to stand, and it was barren, there was nothing.
I went looking for the shop, by all accounts I shouldn't want to go back, but I was looking for something familiar. I found a fellow dwarf I didn't recognize. He turned to me and out his hand on my shoulder telling me I shouldn't be here and my vision went black.
I saw a landscape, what I assume is the cityscape from before it must have become swampland. It was a great pit that stretched on and on, with the city standing greatly over it.