Yellow and orange flickered about him. He inhaled through his nose and welcomed the sulphur. The rumbling under his feet made him smile. He closed his eyes and stretched out his arms to both sides. He could feel the vibrations of the mountain.

With his hands over his head, he pushed upwards, growing stronger and stronger for each moment that passed. The mountain began to give. Small stones showered down over his head. Some of them entered his mouth. He tasted their rough surfaces which quickly smoothed. They melted before he could crunch them between his teeth.

When he saw the first streak of daylight, his laughter echoed through the mountain. This was it: The great eruption.

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