And So, I Knocked (pt. I)

So there I was, trekking through the Amazon. It was getting dark, and I knew swarms of exotic and dangerous insects would soon catch up to me. But as I walked just a few steps ahead, I fell into a deep, dark pit! It was about six feet across, and I don’t know how deep exactly, but quite deep. The walls were stone, and it was perfectly round. I thought it must’ve been an abandoned well, but then, as I continued to feel around the walls, I felt a change in texture. I looked in my pack for a match, and found only a few that had fallen out of the box that I’d used up a day before. I struck one on the stone part of the wall, and saw by its light a low, narrow door with a bronze knocker. What kind of a well would have a door at the bottom? No, this was no well, but a passageway to an underground kingdom of sorts. A passageway to an adventure far grander than I’d ever experienced before. And so, I knocked

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