"It's fucking freezing out here!" Xephos shivered, his body attempting to keep him warm. Around him was a beach covered in snow, with icy waters that went on for miles, surrounded by snowy hills and mountain-tops. Snow was falling, and the temperature was low enough to make your teeth chatter.
Xephos himself, a tall, blue-eyed and dark brown haired man, was fumbling with his pockets to see if he had anything that could assist him. Nothing.
"We better get started, then." His best friend and pal Honeydew chimed him. Honeydew was a short and stubby dwarf, although compared to most dwarves he was a little taller than average. He had ginger hair and a beard. His trusty dwarven helmet rested on his head.
Xephos eyed Honeydew suspiciously, "I don't know how you're not as cold as I am. You don't even have a shirt on!"
Honeydew just let out a chuckle, "'Tis the rock in me blood!" Xephos simply rolled his eyes. He moved towards a grouping of trees and waved Honeydew over.
The dwarf began punching a small, oak tree to collect its wood, albeit the method would seem strange to us it was efficient and not soon after he had a couple of planks of wood. Meanwhile, the spaceman Xephos had collected some wool from a few unfortunate sheep, who no longer had their natural coat to protect them from the harsh winter. He eyed a dark covering near a cliff and could've sworn he'd seen a flash of green.d
"We need ourselves some shelter, don't want to be around when the sun sets." Honeydew said, and immediately began scouting for a spot to build, images of fabulous mansions and apartments appearing in his mind. Xephos took a look at the sky and gasped, "The sun is nearly setting! We don't have much time." Xephos finished off a few trees his friend had left unfinished, while the dwarf began constructing the foundations of their home beneath the floating leaves of a tree.
In a matter of minutes, the shack was complete. An ugly box of wood sitting beneath the leaves of what used to be a tree. The sun had just set below the horizon, and a full moon shone in the sky. The two huddled inside the tight space of the house in complete darkness, as neither had any source of light.
"Well, this is bloody fantastic." Honeydew spoke, breaking the silence. "We're trapped in a tiny shack, with no space to move and no lights!" Xephos finished installing a wooden door, and shut it immediately, "We're at least safe from any night monster attacks. I would rather be inside here than being attacked from all sides by zombies and flying arrows." He told Honeydew, who nodded in agreement. Honeydew placed down his crafting table in the little open space that the shack had. That resulted in a barely audible groan from Xephos, who was not used to tiny and cramped spaces, unlike his dwarven friend who had spent most of his life deep inside mineshafts. The duo continued to create small talk, discussing plans for when the sun would rise again. A chilling sound of rattling bones quickly silenced both of them.
"Shhh! Listen..." Honeydew whispered, pointing towards the door. Xephos attempted to see outside the window of the door, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. The sound of bones moving on the snow could be heard. "It's a skellington. I hope it doesn't notice us." Honeydew and Xephos held their breath as the skeleton moved around the perimeter of the house, but were relieved when it failed to take notice of them. The dwarf put his hand to his chin, formulating a plan. Xephos carefully monitored the sky outside to check when the day would come.
Honeydew began fumbling with some wood on the crafting table, and turned to his friend, "Pass me some sticks, please." Xephos gave him his request, wondering what the man was up to. Despite the darkness which shrouded the land, he was able to craft a pair of wooden swords, one of which he handed to Xephos. "We need to launch a foray outside to defend this property!" Honeydew spoke with newly found courage. Xephos on the other hand spoke cautiously, "Are you sure this is a wise idea? I hear about two zombies and skeletons! What about the giant spiders?"
Honeydew shook his head. "We'll be fine." The door shot open and the duo leaped into the darkness. A skeleton took notice and pulled back its bow and fired an arrow, which had the misfortune of hiting Xepgos. Xephos groaned and pulled the arrow out, biting his tongue. Honeydew striked the skeleton with his sword, its bones shaking and rattling from the hit.
They were too frightened from the monsters, and only got in a few hits, before retreating to the shack again. "That-that was a mistake..." Honeydew admitted, and Xephos nodded in agreement. They dusted themselves off and took a look at their wounds.
"We need food, and more resources if we want to survive here." Xephos stated. Honeydew agreed, "Yeah. I guess our only solution to this situation is to sleep it out. I could do with some shut-eye." He yawned, and pulled out a wool block to rest his head on. They tried to lay down comfortably in the cramped shack, which proved difficult, especially for Xephos, who was much taller than his dwarven counterpart.
"Night, friend." Xephos spoke one last time before falling asleep, dreaming of crazy adventures on the Starship Enterprise.