Again more new lands and new enemies! A death by a creature never before seen is a clean good honorable demise. It is true, though, that at least in this case meaning is the invention of hindsight. My actual last thoughts in the moment were simply, “Oh, Crap.”
- The joyfulness of renewal.
- I survive that realm which has killed me twice.
- My good fortune does not last long.
- A new lumbering yellow enemy.
- I run in with a blue cousin of the yellow beast cannot be avoided.
- A new death.