Where to have the tea? The mine shaft at left.
This is what I feel when I grope through a draft. I'm feeling for anything that can guide my way.
Over the years, I've gotten much better at going down dark holes.
So, into the unknown and uncertain. We're pretty sure that in the dark a passage will open beneath our feet and present real danger. All the other danger is only imagined.
On to the other side. There has to be one, right?
Keep writing. They're gaining on us.
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