of terraria 🙵 the quaint horizons found therein

caves like these devour visitors like you.

the tunnels are lined with stone teeth. the darkness feasts on torchlight. blind creatures flock to your footsteps and shred your boots.

you squeeze through another opening, tighter than the last. you might not be able to return the way you came. but the cave urges you forward, and you've never been one to resist its pull.

something's off, though. somewhere underneath the constant drip-drip and screeching of bats, there's another sound: dink-dink-dink.

rent is getting expensive

but

I forgot to post this breakdown of my ship build earlier.

so,

I'm posting it

I did not find home among rabbit-mown pastures

or in the secret ravines where antlions dwell;

I reaped gifts from the hollow of great mahogany trees;

but I was not at home among brambles and thorns

nay, home is an island, a light in the fog.

and this home

this housing

I've been getting into modding. this is my new block type inspired by retro platformers.

the road was once awash with the clopping of caravans, and dappled with myriad shades of silken canopies

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