I sailed away to start anew, it would be a beautiful new town.
Indeed, the location I chose was beautiful, a towering spire of stone, gravel and dirt. A natural tunnel went under and out, this I would make into an arcade with stores built into the sides and arches, with flowers and leaves.
Beyond the face, beyond the tower, were plains greener than that of the homeland. An epic lavafall, around which Cows frolicked cautiously.
But as I was delving into the natural caverns and ores this new land had to offer...
...The Creepers came....
So yeah I lost everything. And the location of the island. I knew I should've taken a bed.