its pablo

In the world of Minecraft, servers old and abandoned, Exploring the ruins, feeling quite stranded. Kenopsia and liminality, emotions run high, As we uncover the stories that make us sigh. The oldest server, from 2010 it came, With structures and history, still the same. Players leaving their mark, in every block they lay, Creating a world that will forever stay. Legion of Anarchy, a server in decay, Once bustling with players, now in disarray. But a small community, still holds on tight, Rebuilding the ruins, in the dimming light. Exploring the empty streets, feeling the kenopsia, A bittersweet feeling,… Read More