A Better life Forgotten
A Better Life Not Remembered Part 1 I squeezed through the small opening while trying not to think about the hundreds of tons of Earth and rock pressing down from above my head just waiting for the slightest weakness in the geologic structure to collapse the void I was in. My sweat mixed with fine dust particles that I stirred up into the air turning into a thin layer of plaster- like material on my face and body. I could feel the grit between my teeth. My body ached from numerous...