Day 787:
I was outside most of the morning carving away at the mountain. I was so busy — and looking east — that I didn’t even see the storm approaching from the south.
Usually rain doesn’t stop me from mining. (Usually, I am underground.)
Even when I’m outside it’s not necessarily bad as long as I keep my tools and climbing equipment dry.
Today was a thunderstorm, and we hadn’t had one in quite a while, so it took me off-guard.
It wasn’t just wet and dangerous, it was absolutely pelting down rain. Because it was so dark, the monsters started creeping out too. (That’s a guess, but I’ve been here long enough to believe it’s an educated guess. Either that or the jerks like being wet and deep-fried by nature.)
I did get a picture captured in the weird crystal thing before I ran (literally) back to my shelter. The rain didn’t seem to affect it and as soon as I put some paper in front of it, it started etching the picture immediately. As usual, it took more than an hour, but it’s nice to know I didn’t wreck it.
I hope somewhere there’s a color weird crystal thing because it’s really hard to find the zombie and the two exploding giraffe-corgis in this picture.
