Piling Up

The earth trembled, a hard trembling in the city of the idol. From the silent mouth of the mountain a great flood flowed. A flood of lava, fire: burning sighs piled up year after year in the chest of the mountain. In an instant the idol toppled, in the idol temple. Of the vast, fearsome stone – of the altar of sacrifice – nothing remained but grain by grain of cold ash scattered in every direction...