In the sea of pearl water, the one of red rivers, there is an island,
The island of the most beautiful light green vegetation,
In the middle of the island is a dark hole, it changes from size to size, each second,
As I wander in the trees, I feel the ground shake, as if it is speaking to me.
I understand so much as I wander throughout the island.
There is much to explore, many deep caverns, many nooks and even crannies.
Some days it rains, some days there is an unbelievable shine.
I live here, this is my home.
I will never leave.
I have lit a fire and set up camp, I have fed the fire all the dry wood I have found,
Never letting it die out, resources are hard to find at the moment.
I will not give up in my journey; I stare into the hole in the island for the answers.
*They always come.