The calm. The calm before the storm.
The stream and molten rock slowly begin to rise.
A small eruption occurs.
The smoldering gases cannot withstand the pressure any longer and the volcano erupts with a violent force.
God grant me the strength I must have and protect my children from the wrath that is bound to bestow them.
I have held them for as long as I can, to make them feel safe. Now I must shield them with my entire being!
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As parents we can only do so much
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