Together they descended spirally downwards at a gentle angle,
taking the form of an intelligently designed ramp. As I followed it down
I soon broke out in a sweat, for the gurgling, fiery plasma heated the
area up to a warm degree.
I found myself looking intently at the flowing fire beside which I
walked, its strangeness stealing my meditations from other things, and I
looked at it absorbingly, not paying attention to the path that I walked
on, so entranced was I with the feeling that its boiling character gave
to me.
As I walked along the lava preoccupied with my meditations and not
paying conscious attention to the path, my subconscious was carefully
monitoring my way, and when once my eyes glanced upward, I quickly saw
that my surroundings had changed. The narrow, spiral descending tunnel
had given way to a very cavernous area where the lava flow formed a
large lake of fire. A domed ceiling crowned this great room, though not
exact and polished, having instead a rough appearance as it stretched
from wall to wall, a semi-chasm of a hundred yards, more or less, with
its uppermost height being not less than twenty yards. On the far walls
were two lava falls, trickling from raised tunnels in the wall into the
body of lava, which covered the whole bottom of the room.
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