The Recesses

The cave was dark, musty, you could toss a pebble against a wall & hear it echo for what seemed like forever. Dust motes danced in whatever light there was. It was like being in an ancient vault sealed for centuries. Like the entrance to Jules Verne’s Pellucidar. In the murky darkness it seemed to go on forever. I shined my flashlight about in vain looking for signs of human or animal habitation. Nothing. It was like no one had been there in its history. If they had they kept it quite neat & tidy before they left. It was a mystery.

Sliding on my rump, I got a LITTLE further. I felt like a bat or a mole & thought about using echo – location to navigate. Except for a damp chill, it was rather cozy. A few boxes of glowsticks, battery – powered lanterns, flashlights, & some other supplies & this would almost make a get away place. Visions of pirates or gangsters leaving loot there went through my head. Sliding down a little further – natural light ! I looked around. WARM, glowing light, not unlike a chapel or shrine to an unknown saint or nature spirit. It was amazing, like a small alien world. Warm earth tones painted every wall naturally. Minerals glinted from parts of the walls.

I would leave reluctantly, covered in mud, slightly bruised & scraped in places. I felt like I was about to leave home.

This was a RETURN TO THE WOMB.

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Author: danielrappletonyahoocom

Science - fiction, fantasy, horror & suspense ( But not really " nerd / geek " material ), armchair cultural anthropologist, interested in archaeology ( Although the closest I've been to an actual dig - site was Pinson Mounds outside Memphis ), & interested in the obscure, strange or sometimes things that would bore or put off other people.

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