Sunday, April 8, 2012

Pierre's Glow Worm Writing




I remember walking through the caves. I could feel the drip and I knew it was the water. In the distance I could see pitch black but the guides turned on their lights. The stalactites pointed up like needles. The walkway was slippery. High above me the glow worms shone like a million stars. It was amazing.

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