Death to Creepers!

“When I started this project, I never expected to be amazed by it. I considered that it would be intriguing, certainly; ‘just what kinds of changes were within my power?’ ‘What would the Seed allow me to do?’ ‘Where would the line be drawn, between possible and impossible, and how would that line express itself?’ ‘Could it become self-sustaining, or wouldI have to exert control over it at all times, just to keep it going?’

“I figured that any mysteries I could possibly uncover wouldn’t be mysteries of wonder so much as mysteries of my own limitations. I expected that the only ‘exploration’ I would be doing would be that of my own imagination, probing the boundaries of my own capabilities. Truly, the most I expected was a playground to explore how changing the various laws of reality, the laws of nature, would alter how things behaved. How well do I understand how the weather works, and how do discrepancies in that understanding change how it behaves? How closely could I mimic geological features, and what could I ‘design’ that would look wildly different from what you see in the Material Plane, but still seem ‘genuine’ enough to feel real? How viable could an ecosystem become with a minimum of transplantation from The Realms?

“I never thought that the world I built could actually provide mysteries for me to explore in and of itself. But, as I took my walk today, I began to notice changes in the trees around me.

“Species differentiation. Spontaneous species differentiation! To date, I’ve only brought a handful of seedlings from the Wealdath—mostly oak trees, with a few bushes and shrubs to fill out the lower reaches. The bushes haven’t taken hold too well (much like the flowers—I must have gotten something wrong, as neither seems to grow very well on their own). Imagine how amazed I was, then, when I saw what looked remarkably like a birch tree! Birch! I know I didn’t bring in any seeds on my clothing (I wasn’t going to repeat the mistake I made with those wolf spiders), and even if I did, they would have taken root right there outside of The Vault, not deep into a part of the archipelago I hadn’t visited yet. I had to manifest a boat just to get there, how could a seed have traveled that far without the benefit of a bird? [check to make sure the chickens haven’t spontaneously gained the ability to fly]

~An Excerpt from The Journal of Dorn Evenwood



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