The Long Tale No. 15 - Nature's Wrath

The lava constricted and spasmed in the torched crater. A writhing inferno of boiling rock and metal. Plumes of smoke gushed from the crater's centre and a storm of ash rumbled overhead. The man fell down the side of volcano, trying to escape nature's pure wrath. Rocks crashed and splintered as the Earth shook itself awake. Bombs were shot from its belly and noxious gas cascaded down the side like waterfalls. The sun was gone, replaced with a crimson twilight. The mountain's blood erupted from wounds as the scars of the past were ripped open with the ferocity of hell.