In the Bowels of the Bookstore

I snapped apart the chain and rolled the stone away. Behind it was the mouth of an earthen tunnel. An opaque darkness hid any further information. Fortunately I was at the crumbling end of the Romance section. I easily found a book to light for a torch.

~The Comma Sutra, MEOWING ON THE ANSWERING MACHINE

catacombs

©M²XIV/REM

 

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