The auger pushed deeper into the dirt, and we watched as the workers lamented the sweat pouring off their bodies. With each swirling grind into the earth’s thickness, it was as if the gods were moaning. Deep rumbling sounds escaped while the darkness of the skies emerged—the signs of augur all around us, even as the women blessed the ground.
We watched as the women lay more offerings down on the ground near the workers. One beautiful young girl took off her lei and put it on the big digger, praying for protection.
Right then, red, hot lava spewed out.
Wonderful! So raw and real!
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Thank you, Brittany!
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Nicely done! thanks for joining in the Saturday Mix
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It was my pleasure! Glad you liked it, Sarah!
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Yikes
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Gotta watch out for those volcano gods! 😉
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Indeed.
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🙂
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Ouch!
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LOL Definitely OUCHIE! 😉
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So well written Susi.
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Thanks so much, Sadje! ❤
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You’re always welcome 🙏
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