JoeZep5

(This was pretty much written in twenty minutes the other day) Twas the night before Notchmas, and all through the game. Not a monster was stirring, not even stealing a dame. The diamonds were hung by the lava near. In hopes the the adventure would find them without fear. The adventurer was traveling, with pic-axe in hand. He was crossing a sea, hoping for land. Down into a mighty cave he did enter. He dug straight down, straight to the center. When out of the shadows, there came a new foe. Our adventurer slashed him, right in the toe. And the monster he screamed, the pain was immense. With a loud shout, the battle did commence.