What you see and read on this page are entirely my own imagination. All of it is made up by me. Thank you for your interest. It had been 40 days since we settled on the planet. We only just realized the nights lasted 63 hours. Light came from the sun, but a nearby "mirror planet" sometimes reflected or sent us daylight. Unknowns caused fear, and we began understanding how effective our solar energy plans would be. We sent an exploration unit to the mirror planet, but its energy was absorbed. Was the planet consuming energy and later emitting it? Data showed part of it was mirror-like, while another part resembled a sponge, maybe tuff-like. Facing so many unknowns, we couldn’t deny our anxiety. Learning seemed to offer solutions but also hinted at new traps. We followed old-world rules by settling on hill slopes to observe movements in flatlands like deserts or plains. We assumed liquids, drawn by gravity, would flow down, potentially creating systems for agriculture—or ones that already existed beyond our knowledge. A strange wool-like texture covered the hills, resembling clumps stuck on shrubs. Stepping on it triggered rubber ball-like reactions. This texture, invisible in daylight, reappeared at night, adding to the mystery of the planet’s erratic nature. Our plans seemed irrelevant, brushed aside by a playful, unpredictable environment. Days ranged from 19 to 73 hours, with skies shifting from sunrise to confetti-covered parties. Some sought sleep, while others fought to stay awake. Even bodily functions adapted, as well-like structures appeared to assist us. Whether triggered by thought or environmental sensitivity, it remained unclear. Equally mysterious was our ability to acquire food and drinks exactly as imagined, complete with specific textures, flavors, and even packaging. We discovered caves offering supplies like aged cheese, fresh fish, and quality meats. Resources would vanish after use but reappear as needs arose. It became difficult to determine what was more fantastical—the caves or their creation mechanism. On our 40th day, we built a motorless unit from night-emerging, wool-like, organic materials. Why we created it eluded us, but witnessing flour-like substances self-form into shapes as we discussed ideas was astonishing. The planet continued to defy logic, leaving us in awe and curiosity.
