It started simple.
Dream wanted to slow down. To settle in a world of his own. To take the time to explore and appreciate in his own time. No manhunts or speedruns. Just... slow and steady.
He had George with him, and the two found somewhere far away. They start slowly, gathering resources to build a house; something neither of them had ever really taken the time to do properly before.
Before they choose to plant their roots, the pair build a portal. Upon entering, spawning suspended high above the lava of the Nether, they begin to build out and explore. Dream is curious, taking in everything. He'd not taken the time to explore and learn before. He's amazed by the nearby Crimson Forest and Nether flora, and in awe of the basalt terrain they found further down. George is just as fascinated, vaulting gaps and brushing through flora alongside Dream with an excited glow in his eye.
This exploration - these Nether bridges- were just the beginnings of their home. The first stones laid out. Something monumental yet meaningless in the same breath.
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