All of a sudden, the island exploded. The glow of molten rock lit up the night, as, with a sound like the cascading of a million marbles, the land slumped into the sea. Chunks of stone shot into the air as if catapulted by a giant hand, and the ocean writhed as it was pelted by countless burning pebbles. A great cloud of ash rose up, blackening the stars and blotting out the moon. After a time, the turmoil ceased, and the island grew quiet again. The ash settled silently on the surface of the sea. Slowly, the dust and ash sank beneath the waves. Down it drifted, down into the deep, and became rock again, pressed against the sea bed. The feathery forms of ancient creatures fell too, and left their imprint . Plants? Animals? Impossible to know. Their kind long ago vanished from the earth. Time passed. Continents shifted. Seas rose and fell. The unstoppable movement of tectonic plates bent the rock, lifted it and shaped it, and finally made it part of a new island. Th
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