(February 1, 2015 at 12:10 pm)Rhythm Wrote: It would be covered, every inch, with luscious - but lethal, vegetation. Dark underneath, twilight all the time, searing and bright above. I'd just chill and let it ride.
So... your planet's father is Florida, and its mother is Bazil?

Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day