Introduction to Part One.

Our lives are- and always will be filled with mysteries, this a fact that cannot be ignored. Even today, with all we've learned and all we've discovered, there are still things that can easily make us question exactly how much we know- compared to what's really out there. We guess and we wonder- we argue and debate- then, once inspired by the unknown...we start to create- trying to grasp onto some (however faulty) knowledge of the unknown, so that we can ease our and others fears by "knowing" what's out there.

Often this proves to only make it harder to separate the truth from the fiction- however much that there might be left- if any was there to begin with. Our history becomes muddled and blurred by the tales of the past; entire battles can be rearranged by the voice or pen of a crafty story teller, or simply confused over time- with each retelling changing the story bit by bit, until it is exactly that- a story. And with the magic that exists in our world- our realms, one can never be exactly sure what strange occurrences actually happened; and which ones came from the mind of another person- fueled by curiosity and an idea strong enough to make the hand itch for pencil or pen.

By now you've inevitably heard the old myths- the legends- the tales. But I've found that each person I've met has their own viewpoint, their own style, their flare to add to the tales that have been told a hundred times before. And however unexplainable it may be we always seem to find ourselves sitting in the light of campfires on the roadsides and the fireplaces in the inns and taverns to hear the old stories again and again; waiting to be impressed, amused,...maybe even frightened. We storytellers- you see, like to review the classics, you must know them by now- Herobrine, the Ender Dragon, the Wither, King Notch?! We like to tell our own tales as well, and I do that well enough- as well as any of the others.

So, sit down my friends- you look weary from your travels and I don't mind to share the light and heat of my campfire for a little while. In fact, I would be more than happy for the company of you all to help drive away the shadows and a mobs on a dark night, such as this. I would enjoy the chance to once again lift my voice and tell the tales. So stay awhile and listen to a young mare spin her yarns, won't you? And by all means ask me anything you please- any request, any idea that might help me when my own imagination runs dry- although I do not think that will happen for awhile yet. Stories of strange beasts, warriors, heroes, ancient ruins, and so much more fill my mind to the point where it makes me even happier that you're here- these tales beg to be told. Although, I must admit that it may take a few moments for me to form my words- to tie and weave them together so that they dance through the air and do not catch unpleasantly on the ears. Be patient, it will not take long- unless some fool skeleton decides to peg me in the head with an arrow- this damn helmet rings like a bell with or without my head in it when anything strikes it- so it'll take a little longer for me to collect myself and take care of the undead archer who seeks to take my life!

As with any other story you'll have to be the judge of whether or not to believe mine- I won't say that I am the best...and I hope to the good old hero- King Notch, that I'm not the worst! Hopefully I won't bore you to tears. All I want is the same thing that any storyteller- any artist wants...a chance to impress, to delight, and entertain.

So...what do you say? Will you take a seat around my fire and listen- or are just passing through with no time with no time, interest, or patience to make you listen? Well...I cannot make you listen- nor would I force you; it is your choice, and I do not wish you ill if you do not return.

Safe travels, and a heartfelt goodbye to the ones that will move on down the road.

And welcome to the ones that will stay and listen for awhile.

A/N: This is going to be a collection of one-shots where I make up my own stories surrounding some of the well known myths of minecraft; and I'll make up some of my own along the way- these will be mostly/purely from my imagination and ideas. If you want to give me a suggestion or prompt, please do...but I'll be working mostly from the ideas I've written down so far- I have a lot of ideas!

But please be patient, I've got good ideas, but ideas by themselves don't make a story. And if I get held up on a good idea that's just not working out the way I want it to...then it might be a while- sorry about that.

For those of you who have read this far- this is how it's going to work; the Parts of this story are like separate parts in a novel- tied to the whole...while separate. My plan is to make different batches of these stories told by the same character- one part will be told by one character, the next part and the next batch of stories by a different character; these parts will always start with an introduction, probably it'll be mostly from the storyteller's point of view- but occasionally I think I'll shift over to the listener's point of view. Make sense?

- Thanks for reading,

BlueHorse.