The Tunnel


I say goodbye to a waving crowd, and enter the dark tunnel with just my lamp to guide me. There are shallow pools of water at my feet; I hear them as I tread.

Splash Splosh.

It’s quiet in here, which is kind of welcoming. Yet I can’t help but feel a little sad for the vibrancy I am leaving behind.

The tunnel opens out into a secluded beach, I believe, where the sand will snuggle between my toes and I can swim in the calm blue waters all by myself.

I am not disappointed.

I breathe with the waves; they are a demonstration of the power of the mighty moon. She is in her approach just now, and I could use her help.

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