The Cave
THE CAVE
Rolling limestone hills hide many a deep secret, known to only a few, to those who have
ventured deep below the earth to its dark heart.
Cut a millennia ago, long before man walked on landscape, age old, never ending.
Constant all year temperature, time stands still in this separate world below, in darkness.
Each hides a secret in the dozen caves, some undiscovered. Frozen crystal waterfalls and deep lakes whose surface will never see the sun, blind animal life with no eyes, alien.
Stalagmites and stalactites, all uniquely different, in the world of the cave.
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