When the roar finally subsided, a heavy, dusty silence fell over the valley. Half of Oakhaven was gone, buried under twenty feet of fresh earth. From the safety of the chapel, the survivors looked out at a transformed landscape. Their homes were buried, but as the clouds began to break, Thorne saw a line of flashlights bobbing in the distance—the neighboring village coming to help.
The mountain had taken their land, but it hadn't taken their resolve. Episode 11: Landslide
Thorne, the village’s veteran scout, stood on his porch, watching the water rush down the main street. He felt a low vibration in his boots—not the rumble of thunder, but something deeper, more mechanical. A groan echoed from the peaks above, the sound of ancient stone finally giving way. When the roar finally subsided, a heavy, dusty
They scrambled up the slick slope of the ridge just as the debris slammed into the village center. The air was filled with the deafening sound of snapping timber and grinding stone. For a long minute, the world was nothing but grey chaos. Their homes were buried, but as the clouds