I have reached the mountains! After almost six days of travel, I have arrived at the base of the mountain summit. This also marks the end of my first week in this strange new world. This must make it Thursday again. It was supposed to be my sister's birthday yesterday. I have not gone to her party in eight years.
The mountains are quite tall, but not tall enough to stop me seeing the top. Nor are they tall enough for me not to climb. I intend to find a mountainside cave, within which I can create a base. A lair, if you will.
While the mountains are sparse, the ground beneath them is green and lush. This suggests, at least to me, that I can grow things here and I can keep myself alive. I have one final seed in my pocket, which I can use to cultivate this land into something incredible.
My house hunting finally pays off! After hours of searching, I have located a mountainside crevice, hollowed out by time and weather. The entrance is massive, being almost three times my size in both width and height. In the light of the setting sun, the stone walls are taking on a purple hue, with flecks of black which I assume to be coal.
It seems strange to imagine coal in a place such as this. A land unravaged by humanity, and yet a total rewriting of its landscape lay in its very foundations.
Oh, spare me the poetry willy boy. Lets get it log stuff is nice, but I wanna see something really burn.
hush willow. I will not mine the coal. Firstly, because I have nothing with which to mine it, and secondly because it is not my place. I can go home without destroying this world.
Bah, you're no fun.
