Story #95

Calamity struck atop the mountain. The fleck of dirt tried to commit suicide and ended up burying the world below in an avalanche. Now it was a mound of earth itself, a new son born from its mountain parent. "Why," it thought. The junior mountain's anger rose to a breaking point and it blew its top. Molten anger flowed out of its head and toughened its skin only more. "Fuck it," it sighed, "I'll just wait for the wind and rain to finish me off like it already would have if I had stayed a fleck of dirt."