24/12/2025
I became a guest of the dark, and the dark became my mirror. 🕯️
The world above ceased to exist the moment the light of the Meghalayan sun faded behind the limestone mouth. I found myself wading through knee-deep subterranean rivers and squeezing through narrow passages where the silence was so heavy it felt like a physical weight. The stalactites hanging like frozen chandeliers told stories of ten thousand years. Crawling through the belly of the earth, I lost the need for direction and found a strange, primal peace. It was as if the cave was breathing with me, reminding me that even in the deepest shadows, there is a rhythm, a soul, and a way forward.
Mawmluh, Meghalaya
22/12/2025
Divij ツ
