I don’t remember much from before today. That isn’t entirely true, the memories are there, I can feel it, but for some reason I can’t access them. I am pretty sure those memories will come back, how and when I have no idea.

What I do know is that this form is not my original form, and that I am currently inside of a cavern with some kind of pool of water inside it. Also I can’t leave this cave, locomotion is difficult when you are little more than a colorful rock.

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I feel like I need to start creating things. An insatiable desire for creation and growth, and an existential terror for the lack thereof. So I’ve started to turn this cave into a maze.

I don’t understand how I’m doing it, but I am. It is almost like I’m reaching out with my mind and pressing against the walls, and they move out of the way.

Now I have a simple maze and I’m out of mana. My production of mana feels like it should be a lot higher than it actually is, almost like something is missing, but I can’t remember what.