At this moment, I am floating in the void. Surrounded by blackness, white light from my phone. There is silence. No. Something spins, like distant wings beating their wind against my skin. The void is cold and lonely. The white light calls me homeward, the nether-creatures are snoring, and I decide to snuff the white…
No better neighbor.
Who is at the door?
Cowards, they are.
Lava flows and quaking earth.
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