Apparently this reminds someone of Plato's Cave. I don't know much about it either. Here's a story; distract yourself with it.
Oh yeah: This story was written after a reaaaaaaallly looooonnng hiatus. So if it doesn't make much sense, don't worry. The story not making much sense should make sense, since I'm not making much sense.
Square eyes blinked, seeing a world of blocks. Okay, the brain behind the eyes thought, this is the universe. Moving around revealed the presence of four squat, green legs under it. What was it? It didn't know. Maybe it could find out.
Everything seemed familiar yet new to it all the time. Perhaps a long-lost memory…..?
Blocky mounds of dirt everywhere, structures of wood and leaves jutting out of the mounds periodically, and a great. Big. Blue….something big above.
Ooh! A movement of color somewhere on a hill! Moving as fast as it could (which was rather slowly, despite being quadrupedal), it soon reached the point of interest, and found….a pink pig. Granted, a pink pig wasn't unusual, but hoping for more, it had….wait…...
MORE MOVEMENT! THIS TIME INTELLIGENT-LIFE-FORM-TYPE MOVEMENT!
The creeper again moved as quickly as it could toward the movement, and soon approached an entity a little taller than itself, with a central block body, a head on top, and four limbs. It gave an excited "kst!" upon finding another intelligent life form in wherever they were.
The Player turned around. "Oh hello there!" he said. "You wouldn't happen to know where we are, do you?"
The creeper's excitement slowly faded and its smile died. The replacement scowl became permanently fixed onto its face. "You….you don't know anything either?"
"Nope!" the Player replied cheerfully. "But I bet we can find out!"
The creeper disliked this stupid optimism, but decided that to follow the Player was the best course of action in this unknown land. And so the two, now bound into a pair by the Adventurer Spirit, set off into the non-sunset landscape.
Oh boy! This is almost a full page long! YAAAAAAthat's still too short.
I thought this would be a one-shot. Apparently not.
If the writing style, excessive use of the enter button, or sheer stupidity of the story is overwhelming for you, then leave a ranty review or something! Constructive criticism will be appreciated.
What else was there...um...Oh yes: I wrote this in 30-ish minutes. That should explain the quality.