Artist's commentary
Day 71
The boar knocked me off the cliff... I was swept in the river...
When I came to, I washed up on a boulder somewhere.
Was this below the valley?
Remarkably, it seems I was swept away to somewhere deep under the island...
An artificial... platform... an altar? Something like that was there.
What was it for, I wonder.
Somehow I get a bad feeling from it...
For now, I should find a way up and look for an exit.