Phantasmal-Dusk

On this ball of blue and green Lies a spectrum, far and wide Many colors fill this spectrum But what matters is inside All across its landmasses Colors converse day by day Sometimes, though, the colors fight And the spectrum goes astray Colors fight because they can Or think they must show power Thinking they're the better color And that their foes should cower But colors are not meaningful Unless they join as one And disregard their differences Under the same bright sun Though you may be black or white Even red, yellow, blue, silver or gold A single mantra glides around That simply must be told The color of your eyes mean

"Marcus, keep the house tidy while I'm away." "Yes sir," replied a young man in a black dress suit and a blue tie. The twenty-year-old businessman walked along the path away from a large, stately mansion. He aimed his left hand forward, forming a golden blade in the shape of a clock's hand. His work attire, a black dress suit and gold tie, began to change, shifting to flowing gold and black robes. In his right hand formed a gold pocket watch. He pressed a button on the watch's back twelve times, the watch letting out a grandfather clock chime with each press. At the twelfth press, a golden archway appeared before him. "Greetings, young Chr

By the time the sun had risen, I'd made my way back up to my base. I went out to gather as much wood as I could before midday. As I harvested the surrounding trees, I  noticed a large herd of cattle moving across the area. I'd heard that their pelts could provide decent armor for an individual, and I took this opportunity to get some. I killed them all and gathered enough leather to make a tunic and leg armor. At midday, I'd collected enough wood for four stacks of planks. Sixty-four was a basic stack, as adding more would cause each stack to be too 'cramped,' so to speak. I used two stacks to make four stacks worth of sticks to take into th

Day 3 Night I dug and dug as far as I could possibly dig. I thought there could be no end to this stone I was slowly but surely carving away at. The darkness grew, and I was almost out of torches. I would have to climb all the way back up to my base of operations to gather more sticks. Then I found it. My pick struck through a wall of stone to the other side, where darkness filled a large cavernous room. I placed a few torches along the walls, and then encountered my first problem. Inside the room stood an unnatural army of bow-wielding skeletons, searching around for their prey: me. There had to be at least ten of them. The torches were n

Day 3 I awoke in my bed just when the sun was rising. Perfect timing. I packed up my bed, workbench and tools and made my way out. As I was walking, I saw a strange creature. It was green, armless, and had a somewhat dissatisfied expression upon its face. It noticed me and began approaching me. As it neared, it began to hiss and flash. I quickly dashed out of the way before the creature detonated, leaving a crater where it once stood. Its silent approach and surprising attack has led me to name this beast "Creeper." I continued onward, this time harvesting tree by tree, gathering more wood for planks with which to build another house. I ca

Day 2 As I walked across the grassy plain, I noticed several sheep in the vicinity. I wasn't entirely sure what I'd be able to do with wool, but one can never be too prepared. I collected as much wool as the three sheep in the area would give me and continued onward. A few minutes later, I stumbled upon my first amazing discovery: a dungeon within the side of a mountain. Inside, the floor was made of moss-covered stone, a treasure chest was set in the back corner, and a strange metal crate sat in the middle, rapidly spawning vicious spiders. I set my workbench down and quickly crafted myself a wooden blade. I crouched down and crept silent

DAY I I watched the sun rise over the blocky mountains this morning. It's my first day in a brand new world, and I hope to discover many adventures on my travels. I harvested some wood from trees in the surrounding area and made myself a workbench and some tools. I built an ax to cut trees down faster and a shovel to move excess dirt out of the way. It was midday when I had harvested well over a stack of wood. I made myself some planks and began crafting a place to stay the night. I built a small chest to store the excess dirt I'd cleared away, as well as keep any planks I would have left over after I'd finished building. I made myself a s