For numberless aeons I have slumbered in my bed of rock and fire.

Now comes Man, and he is restless and disruptive. Like the ant, he scurries atop the surface above my dwelling place, moving and reshaping sacred rock many times his own size.

I care little for this Man. I would destroy him as I have destroyed others, as an unconscious reflex, but I suspect that he is tasty.

Originally written for Ludum Dare 33 using Twine 2.


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hey, i dont know if this is  a firefox issue or what, but when I chose "the product of his learnings",  the page afterwards didnt fit into the box, like this:

Hi nintara, thanks for letting me know! I've enabled scrollbars now, so you should be able to scroll down and see the rest.