Crickets

All is calm in the hermitcraft sever, soothing waves rolling against the soft sand, winds lightly blowing in the leaves of old and newly placed trees with blades of grass dancing below. the buildings in the shopping district lay quite in the night with crickets singing lullabies to the resting hermits. It's safe to say that the hermits are satisfied with the world they have built around them, and that they can finally call this place home.