Posted by Adam on 28 December 2021 at 5:55 pm
It has been a long time since I last entered the Plump Helmet Cave. The last two and a half years have seen dust settle on what was once the dream of building a rich medieval settlement simulator. Events outside the cave forced me into a new direction, yet for some time now, there has been an itch in the back of my mind, a thought that I have been unable to fully grasp, a need that I have been unable to fulfil. Life outside the cave has been prosperous, yet still, the itch remains.
In the terminal light of these dark nights, I have pondered the question of what eludes me, what thought evades my attention. And in the quiet of the winter, when everything is calm, I have contemplated the question of what I am capable of. Have I reached the apogee of my potential? Or am I still growing? What is the meaning of my life? What is the meaning of my existence?
For over twenty years I have toiled away, learning my craft, perfecting my ability to create things. Yet surely the time is soon approaching where my natural ability will begin to wane, where I will slow down, where I will be too far through the journey to start again. Perhaps that time has already passed, but perhaps it has not. I have not yet reached the point where I can no longer create things. Magical things.
And so, I have returned to the cave. I have returned to the workshop within the cave, to begin working again. And so begins, the Second Era.
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