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Right so after that slightly amusing picture a brief but proper post.
Keeping the balancing idea alive, stones , apples et al and die. In dog biscuits I present : The Mooning Man
Time for a bit of statue work with some image manipulation.
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 ….