Had thought about linking to my TGB fanfic.
But I won't.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Tue 19 Jul 2011, 17:31, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

do it!

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 19 Jul 2011, 17:33, Reply)

Can't make the bloody thing link properly so......
Like all good caves the entrance is partially obscured by luxurious foliage. As you push past the delicate fronds you are faced by a vertical crack of generous proportion. However nothing will prepare you for the sight immediately within. Polyps are growing from the floor and ceiling in glutinous approximation of stalagmites and stalactites. The drip, drip, drip of vaginal discharge overlays the homely noises of various herds which roam freely across the savannah-like floor.

The occasional bowl shaped depression has allowed a strange pus coloured liquid to gather, providing a home for dangerously large mutated nematodes. Of course, they too have their predators and various wombdogs lurch from puddle to puddle lapping up the large red worms and occasionally lying down mid-path to catch the unwary traveller by surprise. Tepees have been erected by the indigenous peoples ( a varied and motley crew drawn from the length and breadth of OT) and it is not unusual to find them gathered around a dimly glowing screen hooting and crowing with glee and derision in a seemingly chaotic way.

Over head the gentle pulsing of light seems to come directly from the outside. One can only assume that the walls of said vadge have thinned with age and the gross distension necessary to accommodate the wonders beheld. The true wonder is that due to the size and height of the cavern a micro-climate has evolved reminiscent of a somewhat cooler Jurassic age. Clouds roil overhead and the “sun” breaks through to be greeted by the faithful worshippers below.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Wed 20 Jul 2011, 12:35, Reply)