The Minecraft Travelogue: Floating Rock: Days 101-103

Seven witches are destroying this world by raising an army of undead warriors. My job is to hunt and kill them. Perhaps killing these witches will restore balance to the world.

Five witches have been slayed: two more remain.

I crossed the Orange Ocean after many weeks, only to enter a barren land of rock and sand.

This is my journey. My only goal is to tell a good story.

Day 101

I traveled west as much as possible, smoke from last night’s fire carried by the wind into my nostrils. I quickly discovered that this place is quite barren, little plant life. But the water, so plentiful! Maybe it’s all salt water and unsafe to drink.

I soon ran into ocean and had to progress north more than west. The ponds and streams and rivers got in my way, but I was able to traverse most of them with Lightning.

Minecraft Travelogue

Minecraft Travelogue

Minecraft Travelogue

Minecraft Travelogue

I found an Enderman, perhaps a hooligan from the night before who assisted in the attack. I was weak, though, and didn’t have much food for recovery. I spared his life, for now. I will hunt this race when I am through with the witches.

Minecraft Travelogue An enderman hides under a rock.

At times the canyon rivers were too deep, so I built small land bridges to cross them. These were nothing compared to the super land bridges I was building just a week ago.

A small land bridge across a canyon river.

Eventually I constructed a small home of sand and cobblestone to stay for the night. No sight of serious monsters yet. Perhaps I was safe for the time being.

Small house made of sand and cobblestone.

Day 102

I continued traveling, not sure what I was looking for. Food? Shelter? Witches? A place to make a home? Other people? Loneliness was creeping in, and I started wondering whether my quest was worth it, whether I should just give up and consider it “good enough.” I’ve already killed five of the seven witches. I’ve done more than my fair share to protect this world. Maybe somebody else will kill the remaining witches.

Maybe they are already dead.

Then I found a pool of fresh lava, still flowing, and I knew that the witches were here as well.

Overlooking a pool of lava.

Day 103

I woke up to the sound of a spider clawing at my sand waystation. So my respite from death only lasted two days.

So be it.

I carefully deconstructed my shelter and hit the spider with a couple arrows. I had to conserve wood, wool, arrows, iron, and weapons. Who knows how long I would be in this desert? Were people even here?

Attacking a spider with arrows from inside the sand shelter.

That threat effectively neutralized, I saddled up and rode on. I was riding up and down these sandy hills when suddenly I leaped over a witch roaming the countryside!

A witch stands on a hill as I prepare my weapns.

The witches are close! I was dangerously low on supplies, but I had to engage her. I demounted Lightning and pulled out my bow. I attacked her several times. I could’ve used arrows entirely, but they were precious.

Attacking the witch with arrows.

I finished her off with my sword, but in the process I was poisoned. The poison quickly flowed through my veins, bringing me to the edge of life. I ate an apple and recovered some strength, but now my food supplies were dangerously low.

Poison saps my health.

I had to keep walking, to find shelter. My midday, I found the perfect place to construct a little homestead. I dubbed it Floating Rock.

Gazing at a large, floating rock.

I’ve seen floating rocks before, but never this size. What was happening to this world? Was this the result of witchcraft? Instead of being scared of that rock, I was comforted. It wasn’t going to fall. If it’s stayed in the air this long, perhaps that rock has a strong will.

I built a decent house, constructed a pen for Lightning, built a workstation, then built a chest for all of my valuables. Before I could continue the journey I needed food, and perhaps lots of it. Who knows when I would find grass again?

A homestead built under Floating Rock.

Now my next task was to find soil. Fortunately I had the foresight to save wheat seed from before. Once I had dirt, I would cultivate the largest wheat field I’ve attempted to date.

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