I’m still working on clearing the sand from the lake so I can make some glass. On the way there, I’ve discovered the remnants of what must have been a forest fire.
The trees — if you can call them that — are mostly stumps, though a few still have branches. Some of the stumps are quite tall, but still not what one would call “trees”. And despite the obvious “burnt all my branches off” design of them, they don’t have scorch marks or anything else indicative of a fire.
But then again, when my bridges kept catching fire near the lava lake, they didn’t have scorch marks anywhere near there, either, even when the trees were on fire.
This place is so weird.
Anyway, no guilt for harvesting the mostly-dead trees, which means extra wood and a clearer path to the sand.