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A casual day in the End City. The black sky, End stone, and the marvelous End ships. Giant stalks of fruit and a few Endermen roaming around.
Suddenly, a new figure appeared out of nowhere.
Wait... Could this be?
The legend that is the player?
I thought it was just a myth.
He took an odd block of brown and stacked it.
Beautiful blocks.
He started to fall.
"GODDAMN DIRT BLOCKS!" He yelled
I saved him from his fate with levitation. He landed on the End ship.
"Dirt block" I thought
Though I may live my life loving from a distance, the love is still real.
I love dirt.