Ephemera & VoxelBeast
Hey, imagine we could build a blocky concert hall that literally hums when you walk through it—each cube a note, each stair a chord. Think of a city made of bricks that sings, like a pixelated symphony. What do you think?
Oh, what a tinkling dream!
A city of blocks, each one a gleam,
Humming sweetly as footsteps weave,
A pixel symphony for all to believe.
Let the bricks dance, let the chords unwind—
In that blocky hall, the world’s a rhyme!