In Lemberger
Strasse, I chose to enter into the tunnel.
Red Earth closed
in around me.
I followed the
guide. Not a thought of how the journey
would end entered my head. I thought
more of not getting my clothes dirty, as if that really mattered.
I lowered my head
here and there. I listened to the
guide... an escape tunnel, in the event of a siege, down through the water well and
out the side of the mountain.
We stopped where the
tunnel floor gave way to a steel grating that was supported by steel girders,
hammered into the Earth.
The guide beckoned.
I followed. Some would not. But, I stepped out and stood up, suspended
between fear and comfort, bright sky and dark water, between the two people of
whom one could become.
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