ThePoastmasterGeneral on Nostr: I peer into the gaping chasm rent into the dark adobe and brick passageway. The light ...

I peer into the gaping chasm rent into the dark adobe and brick passageway. The light from BuddyTex (npub1qj5…g52a) 's torch barely illuminates the darkness of this long forgotten piece of our history, casting fickle and fleeting shadows about the subterranean desert tunnel.

Down below, I think I can spy it...some sort of oven left by past artisans that plied their craft unlike any other. In these hallowed halls legends were born, long ago. Decrepit signage and mangled neon signs that no longer call into the dry mesa evenings, bearing hope unto revelers that have lost their way and need sustenance festoon the shabby ruin before me.

BuddyTex (npub1qj5…g52a) and Matty-kun (npub14rc…0965) call down to me - more to reassure themselves that the creeping dread they feel rising up their spines like a stormy tide is all in their heads than anything else..."Cliff, did you find the holy relics?"

"Relics? I'm just trying to prove to my kids that Quiznos existed."