6 Room Writing

Its grey and orange landscape is the definition of anarchy. Lava and cobble surrounds spawn that is forever changing. Roads cut up the crazy landscape like butter. No trees, very little grass, but mostly a crazy wasteland.

Light is in and out. Lava and holes in the cobble makes the light, and in the night the lava acts like the city street lights. Shadows surround you as huge lava cast and walls tower over everything. The obsidian structures in the sky almost emit you into complete darkness as they try to tell you something.

I hear the wither in the background. I sometimes get scared but is somewhat unphased on how often they are here. I hear players fighting, killing the noobs as normal. I hear the explosions of the end crystals, and the tnt bombers. Sometimes I hear the entering of the nether portal as players start their journey.

I wonder how are you not completely destroyed.

I wonder how are you not completely covered in just cobble.

I wonder how will you look like in 10 years.

I feel awe as I look at you.

I want to live in you.

Lava and cobble surrounds spawn that is forever changing. Lava and cobble surrounds spawn that is forever changing. Lava and cobble surrounds spawn that is forever changing.