Voyage to the center of the Earth

“Hmmm”, said he, turning the light on and out, on and out. “Hmmm”.
“Oh dear. But you are driving my mad. Couldn’t you leave the lamp alone?”
Klick, klick, klick.
With a sigh he pushed the lamp to the other side of the table and looked at her questioningly. Then he got reluctantly out of his chair.
“Ok, I pack and we shall find the vulcano at the center of the earth. Come then, woman, get ready!”

After many days of traveling, of hunger and thirst, of blisters and curses they found it: the center volcano!

The explosions were tremendous, fearsome, blinding and deafening. Yet strangely enough they did not make them fear – rather open their mouths wide as if to shout for joy and throw up their arms with delight.   

Now there was no stopping anymore… closer and closer, higher and higher they had to climb, swim through the rough sea, get up painfully onto the next mountain and even into the very eye of the volcano. And here they found the last, the gigantic and best hidden  secret of this world!
The Dinosaurs are not dead! They merely have withdrawn to the center volcano. Here they found shelter, food, warmth and the company of their own! 

She did not feel comfortable or even too confident with those huge, somehow outdated animals… He on the other hand made friends with them astonishingly fast – was he not normally a rather shy man? 

Even as the sky lit up with a furious luminescence and the eyes of the animals lit up with a strange glow, he rode them confidentially from one shore to the other.

What might have been the subject of their endless philosophical discussions?

At the very same moment she saw the image  reflected in those four eyes looking at her irritated – she was disturbing their philosophy! For a split second she wondered that she actually saw her violent end more then feeling it. The strongest sensation however was  the slight shrugging of his shoulders which she perceived almost physically:
“Not my zoo, not my monkeys.”

Life was good.
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Thank you, Licu Rau,
for the making of a sim with such a strange name “Yog-Sothoth”. Even as a mere test region it is absolutely inspiring!
Thank you, Lancelot Delvalle,
for the set of nice cuddly animals, that invite to play and have fun (always with care though, always with care!)
Thank you, Siberia,
for you patience posing and baering with my silliness – though your last phrase (“not my zoo…” sure was somewhat cruel).

Tosha Tyran. .  .  .    .     .     .       .        .       .         .          .           .             .              .                    .      

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