sorry i couldn't post yesterday. I was sick with something, well your prouble like: "we don't care, get to the story!" so here you go...
Aang blinked sevral times to get accostomd to the lack of light. The cave was wet and damp. Little had changed since aang had last been there. The cave sloped downard; twisting and turning. After a while aang found himself going farther in then when he had been talking with koh.
Soon after that he came to a crossroads. One tunnel led up and leveled out, and one other spiraled downwards.
Aang shifted his weight from foot to foot for a moment before jogging down the deeper heading one. No light shone in this passage, so aang gently held his hand against the wall to guide himself. It literally was pitch black, aang had never experiecned such darkness.
The ground became steep and slippery so aang leaned heavily on the wall to keep himself from slipping. The wall became increasingly ruffer, and it suddenly gave way to thick course goo. Aang instantly recoiled his entire fore arm drenched in the stuff. But of course that was a mistake.
sorry for the suspensfull ending it just kind of worked out that way. I have to confess somthing, so this wont be like one of those story's where the writer all blocked up for a long time and dosn't update and the readers give up on the story. Anyway i have cayght up to my current writing so it might be a while before i update. BUT NEVER FEAR! FOR THE WEEKEND IS ALMOST HERE! :) i can write for the entire weekend so it might be out by that time but keep checking in for there is always a chance i can update early. :)
for now, bye
N.a. brun