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by Sonali Rawat
in
English Spiritual Stories
Latibule
n. a hiding place; a place of safety or comfort
My home was a cave I had discovered when I was five. Back then it had been cold and empty, almost frightening; the initial darkness scared me. But it was the only shelter I could find so I stepped into the mouth of the cave tentatively, hoping whatever that was inside wasn't as scary as the monsters I was running from.
However, I was surprised.
I was expecting cold, uneven rocks and bugs and creatures crawling all over the place. There wasn't any of that. The floor was relatively smooth and as I stepped further into the cave, the air around me became warmer, nothing like the frigid temperature of the winter winds outside.
The cave wasn't as small as I thought either. After mustering up the courage to venture further into the darkness, I was mesmerised by its beauty. The cave seemed to go on for miles and I discovered it tunnelled under the mountains and led to untouched forestry hidden behind the rocky summits.
The forest was full of trees and plantations of all kinds, all varying in shades of greens and browns. The dense foliage was habitat to numerous species and fruits and berries of all sorts grew.
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