Just One Thing · Writers Write

Different World-Day 16

It’s a place without cars or handicap access. The only way there is to walk. Miles back into the Pecos Wilderness of Northern New Mexico, a creek dances around a mountain before being swallowed by it. Water rumbles down the hole. The entrance is tall enough for a man to stand in. Slick enough to suck him under. Dark. Deep. Dangerous.

Magical.