An impromptu discovery. Light at the end of the tunnel that leads into a local paradise.
Growing up in various big cities, it was unimaginable to enter a tunnel system like this when I was a child. Life in a valley brings change of scenery. Tunnels like this help the rain water tickle down the mountains to the river. It is safe most of the year, but of course the devil never sleeps.
My brave son and his grandfather explored the underground system by the time I caught up with them at the playground. His face lit up when he saw me and finally could share his new findings with me. He immediately called me to return underground with him. So we did. I wasn’t expecting such a pretty view after walking through a few dark round tunnels.
Out in the fresh air again, we slid down a few large water washed rocks to get to the riverbank. Complete tranquil scene greeted us. We filled our lungs clean fresh air. Warmed our skin in the setting sun. I could had spent hours sitting there listening to the melody of the River Melezza.
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