I don’t know about you, but this writer needs a vacation. There’s just so much going on, what with all movie premieres and Minecraft Lives. Even though I didn’t get an invite to either, I’ve still had a lot on my plate. The time has come to clear it, leave it in the sink, and hope somebody else does the dishes while I’m away on vacay!
Ever since I received an offer to visit The Nether a couple of years ago, I’ve always meant to go but never got around to it. The time has come, and I cannot think of a better vacation destination. It’s hot, it’s exclusive, and above all, it’s trés, trés chic.
I got to work on a portal near my little lake that I had crafted in case my chickens one day wanted to see what the life of a duck was. It was a peaceful spot since the ungrateful fowl never went near it, and seemed like a good start to a relaxing holiday!
Once the portal was done, the sun had started to set so I wasted no time in leaping through. I didn’t need any of the hostile mob drama to ruin the zen that was just at my fingertips. I closed my eyes and ran, ready for a deluxe sauna experience. Maybe they even had those little cucumber slices that you rest on your eyelids until you need a sauna snack!
Dear reader, my eyes did not open to a sauna as I had led myself to believe. In fact, I saw no spa-like accoutrements of any kind, and especially no cucumber slices. Instead, I was met by basalt, blackstone, and the sound of hooves running towards me.
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