The gods were unhappy. The mountain that watched over them was making angry noises. They had sacrificed everything they usually dead to halt the anger - goats, cows, virgins, horses. None of these helped and now smoke was rising from it.
The villagers stood and watched as it began to spew fire and rivers of red ran down towards their huts.
They knew not why the mountain was angry and made no attempt to escape, accepting their punishment with relative ease.
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