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Captain's Log, 18th of Sandstone.
Today I learned something. I learned that when your wife produces an elaborately decorated mini-forge, you shouldn't say 'This is what had you so intent? What, are you pregnant or something."
I also learned that this is an even worse idea when your wife issues beatings for a living.
I asked her what she was calling it, and discovered it had the charming name of Ugithingul, or "Necroseasons." It was based on a native gold structure, but was so very much more.
Apart from being encrusted with milk quartz and encircled with bands of yet more native gold, as well as onyx, it menaces with spikes of... you guessed it, native gold. But also, to my surprise, of black bronze and platinum.
There's a few images as well. The first, rendered in black zircon, depicts our endless struggles with the goblins. The second, rendered in black bronze was an image of a longnose gar, a sort of fish I seem to recall. There's a picture of a dog in black bronze, and finally, a picture of a falling goblin in platinum.
All up, we've valued it at around 270,000, which I've been informed is a better use for fortress materials than a giant tomb that I won't be using for decades anyway.