I would say that the pleasing light of yesterday was downright cheery this morning, if the term morning had any meaning in a land that no longer grows dark. In that detail it contrasts with what we experienced here when it was the Land of Darkness- but it is not quite the Land of Plenty – other than plenty of rocks.
Perhaps it is still becoming.
We are also puzzled by the absence of any animal life. Or as Dunfallon expressed it, “What exactly do the goblins hunt here?”
As we mulled over this conundrum the best we could propose was that our goblin friends were either in pursuit of their game, or like us still ranging about looking for it.
Or the thought in the back of my consciousness- the wildlife has yet to return to this place.
That thought was later dispelled after coming across more goblin hunting camps later in the day. In the last two we found animal bones near the dead campfires.