I don't know what to say. I've loved fantasy stories since I was a child. I played house when I was a kid, and played Yuca when I grew up. I wanted to find a place to share my stories.
What is wood, what is stone.
Cutting down trees makes boats, building rocks into mountains.
The boat travels along the river, but the mountains are difficult to move.
From this it becomes wood, from this it becomes stone.
The chun has been moving for a long time, and it is difficult to pass through the stubborn stone.
We have a long road, no questions asked.
Concept: essay story