We turn now to Terry Pratchett for a description of a young man setting out to learn Wilbur: "In yet another part of the forest a young [cartographer] was undergoing a very essential part of his training. He had eaten of the sacred toadstool, he had smoked the holy rhizome, he had carefully powdered up and inserted into various orifices the mystic mushroom and now, sitting crosslegged [before a glowing monitor], he was concentrating firstly on making contact with the strange and wonderful secrets at the heart of [Wilbur] but mainly on stopping the top of his head from unscrewing and floating away.
Originally Posted by Diamond
Blue four-side triangles pinwheeled across his vision. Occasionally he smiled knowingly at nothing very much and said things like 'Wow' and 'Urgh.'
There was a movement in the air and what he later described as 'like, a sort of explosion only backwards, you know?', and suddenly where there had only been nothing there was a large, battered, " terrain.
As Francissimo said, those mountains are awesome!
The sad part is that generating the mountains was the easiest part of the whole activity...
Originally Posted by Ilanthar