He paces around restlessly, following the movements of his base, the way it twists and turns. He was scared. He had been invited somewhere else, far away from Hermitcraft.
Away from his friends. A welcome change? maybe. He wasn't sure. He was always confident, and not knowing what he wanted— scared him.
Should he stay with his friends? He glances out the window, at everything the hermits had made. It was beautiful; but he admitted to himself, he needed a change.
He needed to leave, to get away for one second, to go to other places. He needed to accept this invitation.
He wouldn't look back, if he went.
He'd miss the hermits, of course, but he needed a change of scenery.
Perhaps he'd see them again. If not in real life, than in dreams.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗘𝗗 - Hermitcraft Hellhole. Or Tartarus. Whatever works.
Conto**i, unfortunately cannot write for the Hermitcraft fandom anymore. it's been an amazing ride, and i've met a lot of amazing people. i've had so much fun in this fandom, and i hope the new and old will agree with me here.** Uh.. hermitcraft oneshots...
