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I feel the Desert calling me. I thought i had left the sand and fire behind, but i can still feel the grains in my clothes, the flames on my skin. I can still smell the ashes and hear the cows trembling in the earth. The Desert is in fact inevitable. I feel the sun on my face. I see red. I see blue and purple, I see green. I see a valley of flowers, a door in the mountain. I feel happy. I still feel the snow in my boots, the cold stones surrounding me, my heartbeat replaced with the pounding *k!|| k!|| k!||*, still hear the echoing laughs and the mechanical clicking of spyglasses. I feel dread, lava snaking its way down the mountain, the end is drawing close. I feel power, crystals glowing in my pocket. A table of magic, stolen under my nose. And the end, falling, cvts covering my body. I can hear the echoing of horns, the crack of dripstone, feel the tug in my subconscious, the pain that isn’t really there but someone out there is crying out in pain. I hear the cackle of a witch, the howling of wolves. I smell the smoke in the air from a structure that once may have been a ship but is now left ashes in the grass, the quick *thhwp* of arrows fired. I hear the explosions, the cries, the whimpering of dogs as their owner falls from the world. I can hear the ticking in the back of my mind, time is running out, *thud thud thud*. I can feel the cold ocean, a sting, hear a cry of pain, damage being done, hearts falling, p0is0n filling my vision. I can hear the bellow of a frog late in the night. The sand turns red, TNT rains from the sky. Yellow feathers fall through the air. I can smell the air and it smells like betrayal. The sands come back to my mind at this time, a ring of cacti, bl00d being spilled. There was once a shared victory, now there is only lies and cheats. I remember the shifting eyes, crossed fingers, bitten tongues. I remember the paper slipping through my fingers, mind racing. Secrets held, secrets spilled. Empty promises. Signs going nowhere, trading profiting none, enemies and allies a tricky line. Chanting following a failure, eyes glowing, hearts gone. Cheering fills my ear as a hand falls on the stone button in front of me, health finally restored to my aching bones. Hungry, I felt hungry. Hungry for something i cant reach. The sunflowers were broken hope, a false sense of security when really we were all alone. No one stood by my side at the end. I can still taste victory. That’s what it tasted like. A general air of chaos like a blanket. Feeling hungry, so hungry, starving. The respawn screen. The smell of gasoline, the purr of a sleek car. Panic following, paranoia chasing me, tracking me down. The grass slick with slime that meant d3. I remember fear, i remember thrill. Twisting falling from the sky, minecart still spinning, shout, lightning. I remember speed, i remember the wind in my face. I remember yellow eyes, glowing. I remember falling.