Grounds dug deep into swirling dark chambers which interests historians and novelists like Dan Brown. I travel through those galleries, unravelling what seems to me as the archaic encryption of Greeks or Mayans. My eyes gouging every nook and cranny, searching for some lost symbols. But in that eerie dark tunnel with a hint of chilling icy cold wind gushing on my face out of nowhere I manage to keep my torch lit up and using the warmth of the fire to keep me going under for more.
After about half a mile, I stumble upon a dead carcass of a dog which seems decades old. Curious of this member of the human friendly species, I crouched over to look closer. To my surprise I found a gold locket on the collar of the dog like a sprocket with it's spurs crooked in a one direction. I picked it up to look closely. Good heavens! It had my initials over it 'Z'. Goose bumps chilled me down to the bones and I ran forward, deeper into the tunnel to seek some answers.
I ran into endless pit which had a deeper grave dug right in it's way to trap. I fell into the even more dark, darker than darkness could be imagined, and it occured to me that I didn't stop and I'm still falling. Loss of sight and nothing to hear into that freakingly haunted cave kept my mind swirling. My brain now needed a trail of light to survive, not gas not water but light. My heart stopped beating mid way of my fall and I leapt out of my bed sweating profusely. My pulse was high and my brain was still nauseous of the dream. It had nomeaning but it was haunting. I was bereft of my support, I was bereft of someone I always wanted. If only, they knew. I'm still waiting.
After about half a mile, I stumble upon a dead carcass of a dog which seems decades old. Curious of this member of the human friendly species, I crouched over to look closer. To my surprise I found a gold locket on the collar of the dog like a sprocket with it's spurs crooked in a one direction. I picked it up to look closely. Good heavens! It had my initials over it 'Z'. Goose bumps chilled me down to the bones and I ran forward, deeper into the tunnel to seek some answers.
I ran into endless pit which had a deeper grave dug right in it's way to trap. I fell into the even more dark, darker than darkness could be imagined, and it occured to me that I didn't stop and I'm still falling. Loss of sight and nothing to hear into that freakingly haunted cave kept my mind swirling. My brain now needed a trail of light to survive, not gas not water but light. My heart stopped beating mid way of my fall and I leapt out of my bed sweating profusely. My pulse was high and my brain was still nauseous of the dream. It had nomeaning but it was haunting. I was bereft of my support, I was bereft of someone I always wanted. If only, they knew. I'm still waiting.
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