At the as-yet-unnamed colony, diUmbria walked, somewhat dazed, among the buildings- down fresh dirt roads soon to be cobbled, past shops and homes being raised brick by brick, timber by timber. Newly painted windows and doors spoke of industrious hands forming a new life in this incredible landscape. The population was just shy of two hundred souls now. He had come to be the sole director of the affairs of the colony. All of the resources had been his own, and all of the buildings had been surveyed and approved by the Venetian captain. To the end that his bank account was running lower and lower, by the millions then…