It's been so long since I've been here. I'm not even sure it's March. I've seen no one, the closest was a zombie I swear I saw one night. He wasn't vary talkative. So I decided it was time to move on, I needed to find some sign of civilization.
I packed up what little I had and said goodby to my lovely home and my pet pig, Bacon XII. I knew the road ahead would be long, but I couldn't stay alone any longer.
I traveled for days and saw many things. There were great snowy mountains.
Large cliff faces
And things I didn't think were possible.
I continued traveling, searching for any sign of sentient life. When I was on the verge of giving up and finding a nice spot to lay down and die, I found it. I almost didn't believe it, I'm still not sure if it was built or somehow it's natural. It's too much of a coincidence to be natural. The only thing I can think it may be for is decorative or ceremonial.
I don't see anything else around, just nature. I'll keep looking, I have hope.