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It was a dark place, as far as the eye could see it was black in all directions.

She forced her hands out and to the sides, edging around the cave to the left and right. Placing her foot down she began to put more weight on her left foot.
CRACK.

Pulling her leg back, and shifting towards her right. With her hands she felt the cold damp wall. Carefully now she felt her way round the cold rock face.

How did she get here, she thought, where  was she, all that came to mind was green flash, drowsiness and this cold hard place.

Fingers crawling and creeping over the cactus feeling rock, searching for answers and direction. Then as she felt that it was pointless, her had felt a right angular edge, shuffling up to it and investigating the edge.
It was about 30-40cms by 15. The depth was undeturbinl. As those searching hands went deeper, up to her elbows now. She felt something new, not cold, hard and damp. Cold yes but not rock, it was different.

She took hold of this new object and pulled, she thought that it would not move, but with ease it came closer to her.  The object was free from its own hole. Running her hands around the object it told her she had a box made of metal or wooden box with metal in lay.
Searching again for a clasp or lock,the tips of her fingers found it, it was not locked
Lift the clasp, there was a slight hiss. She lifts the lid, as the edges separated an eerie light enmated from the box.  That dark place was now lit by the eerie light. Box now open ….

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I really want to declare today a holiday but will lose the Prize.

So…

Our litter friend Isaac left his house,
He flew far an wide,
Till he landed on a flower.

Isaac was there for a while,
Then be chance out ran a mouse ,
The furry critter then tried to pounce.

But Isaac cried,
Stop.
The mouse halted,
So with pride
Isaac knew he had power

So with a swish of his tail
He leaped from the flower.
Flew home to his house.

Saw Henry’s toy and thought of the following, enjoy.

Issac sat on the rug
A colourful happy bug
He felt so smug
For he was no Pug
Issac was a bug!

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