Day 784: A light in the darkness

Day 784:

Sometimes I dig through a wall and see a cavern or chasm… but it’s nothing but darkness. Or worse, darkness and monsters.

On the days when it’s darkness and monsters, honestly, it can be hard to decide to dig through another wall.

Sometimes I dig through a wall and see light.

Sometimes that’s because I’ve dug back out into the outside world, and that can be a bit disconcerting… but I’m deep enough in the ground under a forest that if I hit outside world right now it’ll prove this planetesimal is flat.

Since science has pretty much proven that flat planetesimals don’t spin well and tend to break up, well, that wouldn’t bode well for me.

Sometimes, though, I’m the source of the light. Or rather, past me is. I’ll look across the chasm and see one of my own torches and think, “well, I’ve lived this long, and I’ve been here before, so I’m likely to live through this again.”

It’s a small comfort, but a comfort anyway.

A mostly-black photo with a barely-visible opening on the other side of a cavern, where a torch lights the stone walls.

Day 783: digging deep

Day 783:

I’m still digging down to try to gather more diamonds.

After a certain point there’s not much to talk about when it comes to “I am still digging down every day and hauling what I find back up to the higher levels.”

Still, there is some beauty in it. I still get sunlight through the skylights I’ve installed. I originally made them so that I could see where I was. I dug up to the surface to get my bearings, then set some glass in so I could get capture the light.

Now I’m down deep enough that it’s hard to see through the skylights because the window frames are blocking my view, but it still means I get real sunlight.

Of course, the fact that I do most of my mining at night doesn’t help that…

A view straight up to the skylight in the floor above me, and the floor above that, etc. for like 10 floors.

Day 782: Indoor waterfalls

Day 782:

I’m indoors today, venturing down into the deeper sections of my mine to try to find diamonds — and to avoid the murderers above me.

I showed you a picture recently of what it was like when I blocked in a lava fountain.

There are, as you may have guessed, also water fountains here, and they can play some serious havoc on the environment. And by havoc I mean pushing zombies at you in flood waters, making the floor slippery, and generally just drowning you to death.

On the other hand, I have also mentioned that gravity here is pretty weak. It’s so weak that sometimes I can swim up a flow of water that’s going 100% vertical. That shouldn’t be possible, but it’s mighty convenient.

Here’s a picture of one of the waterfalls in my mines, which i sometimes use as transportation, and sometimes use because I’m thirsty, or it’s fun.

A hole in the ceiling of a room with white floors and walls. Water pours out of the ceiling into a corresponding hole in the floor.

Day 781: more murderers

Day 781:

So there I was, minding my own business by chopping down a mountain, when suddenly a whole bunch of those murderers with the crossbows showed up again.

A view from the top of a sheer cliff of five people dressed in battle leather and carrying crossbows, all aiming the crossbows in my general (out of range) direction.

I’m not going to pretend they don’t have a right to be mad at me chopping this mountain down. I’d like to think that they’d be grateful, but, well, I was taught way too much Earth history to believe that even a one-person colonialist force could come to a place and wreck other people’s land and be welcome.

They legitimately have no reason to welcome me here.

But on the other hand I have no intention of dying by crossbow bolt either.

I slipped down the other side of the mountain (sometimes literally) to escape them, and now I think i’ll be spending a few days underground mining in this general direction. I still need more diamonds anyway.

Day 780: Lava Fall

Day 780:

There was a lava fall on the beach near the river and the mountain that I’m cleaning up. (Yes I know “cleaning up” is a strange euphemism for “destroying large swaths of ecological niche” but just humor me.)

I did manage to wall it in with glass.

A lava spring on the banks of a river, surrounded by glass so that the lava can't flow anywhere.

You can see I’m making good progress on the mountain, too. Well, good progress if what you’re looking for is a hugely steep mountain side being converted into a less-steep mountain side.

I can’t even count the number of times I’ve almost fallen off the mountain out of my own carelessness.