Bruce started talking.
I built a pathway through the forest. I made it so none of the trees were damaged so it winds a bit. You might have to watch out for some overhanging leaves and branches.
We walked along the pathway. The forest was pitch black but Bruce had a torch.
There were some stairs. Bruce stopped and turned off his light.
You could see them everywhere. Thousands of them. Scattered across the rock wall, their tails glowing like stars in the night. Bruce started telling us about them.
The glow worms build a little nest in the rock wall and from the nest they lay out strings of a web like substance. It looks like fishing lines hanging off the side of a boat. The fishing lines are used to catch insects for food.
We all listened to Bruce.
I’m not sure where the cave came from but it might’ve been from the gold rush.
I asked a question.
How did you find it?
I was walking along the river one day and got lost in the forest. And I stumbled upon it. Then I came back at night and got bushed.
The group chuckled. We assumed bushed meant lost.
We got closer to the glow worms. Saw some of the fishing lines hanging off. Some of them had lines as long as your finger, others not so long. They weren’t as bright if someone turned their light on. You had to make sure it was dark pitch black dark to really see them.
It started raining. Bruce started talking.
Well if you’ve had enough of the glow worms, we can head back.
Everyone turned around and started back on the pathway.
The pathway was well made. Really well made. I told Bruce.
This pathway is well made.
Thank you. It’s been a fun project getting it through the trees.
It snaked around trees and weaved through the forest back to the opening. It went where it had to go.
The path you’re building can to. It doesn’t have to damage the trees either. If there’s something in your way, you can always build around it.