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Woods
With the sunlight right into my eyes and the sound of my cat getting up, I come to conclusion of how my day will be. My house is only half way done, I am very low on food, and I am completely out of iron. These are the perfect trejectories to put me to work. First I will get food cause it is impossible to survive without it. Second I shall continue trying to finish my house. Then finally if I have time I will go minning for ores. If I even get any of these done comes down to how distracted I become.
My first order of business is to get out of my bed that is right in the suns path. My bedroom has it walls and is placed on a loft but the roof still remains only partly done. I have been lucky not to get any rain here recently.
I rise out of my red bed that had another bed connected right to it as if I had someone else with me. It is really just for decoration, like most of the things in this room. Little empty flower pots, stained glass window, red carpet, random chairs, and of course fencing to keep me from falling down the stairs.
I rub my eyes and make my way over to the ladder. I ascend down then I run right over to the chest by my door to get a axe and my last loaf of bread. I eat part of the bread before throwing it back down into the chest and heading out the door.
Like as I woke up, I was greated with the sun blasting itself in my eyes. I try to ignore it but like any person it is extremely hard to see. What makes my situation worse is that I need to be able to see as I do this. What am I supposed to do? Walk around swinging a axe? No, that would make me look like a physcotic idiot.
Instead I take my focus to the forest below me. Living on a mountain with a cherry blossom biomes comes with its own pros and cons. The pro is that I get to live here with these beutiful trees and the cons is that I live around these trees. Sure, they are pretty but they can hardly cover much from the sun. I have better luck in a oak biome for such things.
A loud noise rings through my ears and it just reminded me that I have farm animals I must take care of. The loud noise I had just heard is my pet cow, Coal, yells out for food. I walk back inside and I stuff the one last wheats I have. I really need to go hunt some food down.
I take the wheat with me back outside and over to my little fenced in area with all of my farm animals. Which is just a cow, a chicken, and a pig. There would be more of them if I hadn't continuously killed more and more of them off as I worked on my house. That is truly least of my concerns right at the moment.
I must get back to work before it decides it must rain. I check my inventory, no suprise I have no wood to work with. Now I have to travel to a dark oak forest to get some more. I just auidably sigh to myself and I walk on to head down the mountain.
With each step down I ease myself into it. I have a big fear of falling staright to my death at the bottom. Even with that I plan to stay living up on the mountain. I love the trees and the view. I can overlook one or two things for the beauty of it all.
With the heat of the momment and everything in my mind I end up falling down a four block drop . I crash to the bottom of the drop, closing my eyes to try to ignore what is happening around me. Once I hit the bottom then I open my eyes and look down. That drop took me supprissingly far. When I look over I am not too far from the end mountain. I just settle myself for a second in a hope to calm myself down. I steady my breath and I get myself up.
I start slowly climbing down again, making sure my foot touches every block before I push my weight down on it. I eventually make it to the bottom of the mountain and I come right up upon the dark oak forest. Another reason I like my home, everything I use to build it is right near by.
I take the iron axe from my inventory and I get to work on cutting down the thick dark oak trees. I take my time on each one of them, making sure I get everything from it, including the leafs. I get about fic or six stacks of wood before I decide to take a break. I sit down on the ground and I lean against the trunk of one of the trees. I wipe the sweat from my forhead and yawn. I am tired. My stomach rumbles in sync with my, I guess I a hungry too.
I think on it a second on how I can get food real quick and I remember, the village near by. I get up and I start slowly walking through the forest. I carry myself on till I finally reach the village. When I see it, it is completely in shambles. The houses are wrecked, the farms have a few blocks missing, and all of the villagers are gone.
I walk through the messy dirt road that leads throughout he village. I look at every house I see. I even go inside a few of them in search of a chest and signs of life. I don't even see the animals that used to live here too. I reach the blacksmith and the lava is just pouring around everywhere, but I mange to get through and inside of it. The usual chest is there and I take the bread out of it and eat it on the spot. I savor the very bland and strachy taste to it. Then I open it again to take the singular block of obsidian, a emerald, and a iron sword.
I slide everything I had just obtained into my inventory before I head on back out the door. Dodging the lava and walking down the steps. The sun it starting to set which means I have to hurry so I do not run into the mobs that come out at night.
I start picking up the pace to the point I am running. I run throughout the forest, looking to my sides to make sure nothing is coming at me. I see something odd at each turn. There is something glowing out there. I start running even faster till I see the bottom of the mountain.
I step up as far as I can with each step. I even get to the point of jumping from one block to another. When I reach the top I run right over to my half built home and I run right in. I push the door close behind me and I jut flop to the ground. It hurts horribly but it oddly feels better. After all that running I just need a flop on the ground.
I take my time laying on the ground before I go up the ladder to the loft. I flop down on my bed and turn myself to look up at the sky through my unfinished roof. It is night now but all I want to think about is sleep. My eyes slowly droop and the white lights of the night take me over.