That was Clara, the Head Architect. She didn't use hammers or nails; she used blueprints and logic. Today, the town had finally produced enough Paper to "unlock" the secret of Logistics.
Elias was a "Worker 01," or at least that’s what his internal gears felt like. He spent his days at the edge of the Great Forest, picking herbs and tossing them into a series of gravity-fed slides. He watched as the purple clusters zipped down the mountain, disappearing into the belly of the Apothecary. Factory Town
"Research is ready!" a voice boomed from the Hilltop School. That was Clara, the Head Architect