Through a lava tunnel with the visible layers of rock of where the lava used to be, it had a quiet and dim atmosphere. With a soft lighting of lamps put in place, and the faint smell of a damp enclosed area was crowding us. With water dripping and the echoey yet quiet presence, you could hear the water dropping into puddles. Halfway through the tunnel, we encountered a part in the tunnel where the opening was so narrow we had to crawl. A sturdy yet muddy wooden plank was stretched from one side to the other, and with a camera in my right hand, the wooden plank in my left, I carefully made my way across.
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Ilaria Eliopoulos, Writer
Ilaria Eliopoulos is a senior at Dawson Highschool, looking forward to her first semester in journalism! Outside of school Ilaria plays club volleyball as her main sport, but also loves to bake, ski, and hang out with her friends. At home Ilaria has three pets. With two dogs and one cat, she adores every one, making sure to spend time with all of them. She can’t wait to see what she will do in Journalism!