The Volcano

  Imagine standing on the edge of a 200 metre precipice of sandy black ash and rock, looking down while below you all the furies of hell are roiling in a tumult of noise and light, occasional red embers float up, seemingly in slow motion out from the pit. The ground rumbles, and smoke billows forward from the hole. A flash and a bang and suddenly orange molten rocks are spat out, the earth gushing hundreds of metres into the air...

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