A month of rain has steeped the land.
A month’s worth of water had fallen from the sky and settled upon every inch of the earth, leaving nearly no part untouched, unsodden, unwaterlogged. The ground, which had once been fecund with such a deluge, now suffered under the weight of it. Along with the rain came the absence of the sun; a loss which was now felt keenly by flora and fauna alike. Plant matter drooped and wilted if they hadn’t died completely — and anything that was alive and sentient light felt depressed and totally forlorn. Sunshine was a quality necessary for life, and without it, everything suffered.
No place felt the effects of the rains like the mountains did, which acted like a zipper, drawing together two entirely different lands. Unlike land that was relatively flat, which absorbed water relatively evenly, the mountains experienced runoff. Ongoing rain fell off the peaks in sheeted, pulled every downwards by the unending force of gravity, created momentum as it seeped into the earth. Nearly all the small valleys and passes through the mountains range had been flooded during this season’s ungodly rains, but now the might mountains began to show signs of wear, too. Trees lost their foothold and slipped into oblivion. mud threatened the swallow anything that took a misstep. and the earth, well…
...rocks started to shift. On one mountain, in particular, it shifted a lot. The ever-rain steeped the ground and made it mobile and heavy. It pulled downward on itself, accumulating a force of energy, and then the earth began to move. At first, it was just one, indiscriminate spot on the mountainside — but it grew. Like a virus, the landslide spread into something truly horrific, spreading outwards, and leaving nothing on the mountainside was untouched. Eventually, the shifting, churning wall of mud and rocks and tree and plant life reached from one side of any onlooker’s periphery, all the way to the other side. Literally, as far as the eye could see.
Anything in the path of the mudslide was absolutely devastated. Loosened trees were easily plucked up and tumbled around, broken and splintered, and eventually delivered somewhere else entirely. Animals that made this area home were likely killed under the sheer force of the cement-like wall of earth. It bruised and battered everything; leaving an alien, soupy landscape in its wake.
The sound was horrendous. The sight; all-consuming. However, the actual event had only lasted nearly 10 seconds. In those 10 seconds, however, all life was devastated upon the side of Mount Apikuni and forced to begin anew.
A month’s worth of water had fallen from the sky and settled upon every inch of the earth, leaving nearly no part untouched, unsodden, unwaterlogged. The ground, which had once been fecund with such a deluge, now suffered under the weight of it. Along with the rain came the absence of the sun; a loss which was now felt keenly by flora and fauna alike. Plant matter drooped and wilted if they hadn’t died completely — and anything that was alive and sentient light felt depressed and totally forlorn. Sunshine was a quality necessary for life, and without it, everything suffered.
No place felt the effects of the rains like the mountains did, which acted like a zipper, drawing together two entirely different lands. Unlike land that was relatively flat, which absorbed water relatively evenly, the mountains experienced runoff. Ongoing rain fell off the peaks in sheeted, pulled every downwards by the unending force of gravity, created momentum as it seeped into the earth. Nearly all the small valleys and passes through the mountains range had been flooded during this season’s ungodly rains, but now the might mountains began to show signs of wear, too. Trees lost their foothold and slipped into oblivion. mud threatened the swallow anything that took a misstep. and the earth, well…
...rocks started to shift. On one mountain, in particular, it shifted a lot. The ever-rain steeped the ground and made it mobile and heavy. It pulled downward on itself, accumulating a force of energy, and then the earth began to move. At first, it was just one, indiscriminate spot on the mountainside — but it grew. Like a virus, the landslide spread into something truly horrific, spreading outwards, and leaving nothing on the mountainside was untouched. Eventually, the shifting, churning wall of mud and rocks and tree and plant life reached from one side of any onlooker’s periphery, all the way to the other side. Literally, as far as the eye could see.
Anything in the path of the mudslide was absolutely devastated. Loosened trees were easily plucked up and tumbled around, broken and splintered, and eventually delivered somewhere else entirely. Animals that made this area home were likely killed under the sheer force of the cement-like wall of earth. It bruised and battered everything; leaving an alien, soupy landscape in its wake.
The sound was horrendous. The sight; all-consuming. However, the actual event had only lasted nearly 10 seconds. In those 10 seconds, however, all life was devastated upon the side of Mount Apikuni and forced to begin anew.
written by eleuthera
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the power of your intense fragility - by ThE nArRaToR - August 30, 2020, 05:25 PM