Bridge to Nowhere
 By:S.R.
With a little trepidation I stepped lightly on to the bridge that crossed the underground void. The rails groaned with the creak of old wood that had not seen the weight of passage in some time. Once they sought the minerals held deep by the reluctant earth. Today we sought treasures of a different nature.
 Golden Arches
 Bridge to Nowhere


 Cemetery
 By:S.R. Cruzin
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