Somewhere in Alberta, Canada, in the late Cretaceous Period, a couple walked among the palm trees that lined the banks of a river.  The air was filled with strange and wonderful and fearful sounds.  The river among the hills and valleys of Pangea roared and bubbled along its banks.  Smoke filled the sky, rising in the distance of the future continent of North America.  Far off were the future states of Washington and Oregon, where volcanoes fumed, claiming the surrounding land in the wake of their lava flows.

     Far to the northwest of the volcanoes lay the swamplands and palm trees of Alberta, where flora and fauna flourished in the once-temperate zones.  A steamy tropical rain forest lay in the valleys of the future Alberta.  There on the shores of the river were the Centrosaurs and Chasmosaurs drinking water.  A herd of Corythosaurus gathered at the river and looked around, taking drinks one at a time in a rhythm set for survival.  In the distance roamed the Tyrannosaurus Rex, whose roar could be heard overall.  This was the changing world of the dinosaurs, passing on the torch to the next generation of species, who would re-write history over the next million years of evolution in the Earth’s creation.  The next wave of animals would take their places on the evolutionary wheel as Pangea Land was slowly and violently ripped apart from continent to continent—a blink of an eye in a twinkling of space and time, the juncture between myth and man.

     The palm trees stood mightily in the dark and presently futuristic Alberta.  A river flowed through, as many did flow throughout the land.

     To Alberta’s south were the Dakotas, Montana and Wyoming’s territories, the home of a super volcano in Pangea Land.  It existed sixty million years ago in present-day Wyoming, preceded by the arrival of mammals—rodents who were robbers of dinosaur eggs.  In a climatic change, in one fell swoop, dinosaurs and mammals alike would be part of that age’s last death dance.

     Two odd individuals, slender and wiry-framed beings who stood about four and a half feet tall and were bipedal, hunted and played along the riverbank for a time, odd individualistic foragers eating whatever they could find in the rain forest that was edible.  Alak, the male, was of course the more muscularly built.  He jumped around some at the rocky riverbed, thrashing about in the water, splashing Gak, the female, with water.  She drew back, fussing at Alak for splashing the water.  He jumped forward from the streambed toward Gak, who quickly moved back, withdrawing on the banks of the river, which in their time was a nameless one, although probably they had something in their language which they called it, even though to us it is not known.

     Gak feared the water.  There was danger in it. 

     There was danger everywhere in the land.  The cries of dinosaurs in the distance filled the air.  Alak and Gak could feel the plodding thunder as the ground beneath them boomed and shook.  Alak pushed on Gak’s shoulders for her to go.  They both fled to the nearby mountain for safety.  It was one of the mountains they knew, where they had been born, so they returned to their home, the mountain mother.

     A herd of Tyrannosauruses arrived amid the gigantic palm trees in the steamy rain forest.  They had arrived for a cool drink of water.  There was a mother Tyrannosaurus and her new brood, which hung around for protection.  She turned her head to the right slightly and saw a small herd of Triceratops along the riverbanks, grazing and taking a drink or two as well.  The Centrosaurs and Chasmosaurs had since departed to the other side of the riverbank in case of any chance encounters with other dinosaurs there.

     The mountains and plains echoed with the various cries of dinosaurs calling to one another in the distance.  The frightful cries boomed in Alak and Gak’s ears as they made it to the cave, their home.  Their cave was cold, dark and damp, the home of their spawn.

     The thunder in the southwest filled the sky, as the super volcano let out a column of ash and smoke, plumed miles high in the sky.

     Alak chased Gak to the back part of the cave.  Gak spurned Alak but he was persistent in his advances.  He would not give up and he was the stronger of the two.  He grabbed her midriff.  She could not stall him any longer.  So it seemed Gak would conceive as spring always seemed to be the climate in Pangea Land.  It was the time of love, part of the cycle of things that always followed from sunset to sunrise.

     In the hot and steamy jungle, flies swarmed around in droves over the dinosaurs’ dung heaps.

     The afternoon was getting late.  Alak and Gak were still active as the afternoon sun started going down at around six o’clock.  They were busy settling down for the night. Alak played around with the small stones on the cave floor, striking one against the other out of curiosity.  He chipped away at the larger stone in his other hand, not knowing what his contribution was or what it meant.

     Gak came over to see what it was he had in his hand.  She grabbed his hand and pried it open and looked.  She grabbed it and took it from his hand swiftly.  She screamed some, then opened her fingers where she’d cut them with the sharpened stone.  Alak put his hand on hers, then said something.  He laughed a little at Gak.  Then Gak dropped the stone on the cave floor.  She got on Alak’s left side and sat down.

     Darkness was upon the face of the earth once again.

     Tomorrow was a new dawn.  In the morning Alak and Gak would go down to the river to catch food and pick fruit and berries in the jungle.

     It was what would soon be the ending of one era and the beginning of a new era loomed in the distance of the near future, the event beginning the next one and a half million years.

     There was thunder in the sky and the earth as it struggled, giving  birth.  Things were changing as mammals emerged to take their place in a new world.

Chapter Two

     The earth shook like an old pipe full of soot.  Mammals like the rhinoceros, mastodon and saber-toothed tiger were all taking their places in the line of evolution’s succession.  A new creation was emerging.  But how long would they rule the Earth before their time would come in that evolutionary chain?

     Man was just an appetizer in the food chain, but one day when he came into the picture he would come out on top of the food chain.  This was just one small picture in the myriad of millions of years in the world.  It was a millisecond on the cosmic clock of evolution in the time of creation.  This was one of the many geneses that would occur on Earth.

     It was a steamy ninety degrees in the prehistoric swamplands and jungles.  Insects were swarming around.  The flies were huge, about the size of a horsefly or larger.  Little Eohippus was running around sure-footed and trying to stay away from being underfoot of the Triceratops and the giant mastodons moving about in the jungles.  The tyrannosauruses were on the verge of dying out as the world changed around them.  Rodents that plundered dinosaur nests were contributers to the dinosaurs’ demise.

     It was the next day in the year before the sixty million B.C.E.  Who knew what the name of the day was?  It was just another day in the cretaceous period.  Another day for Gak and Alak to explore in a glimpse of their changing world.

     Alak and Gak awoke.  It was the next morning.  They went down to the river for a drink of water. Alak was near the shallow part of the streambed half bent over.  He was looking in the clear water.  He could see fish swimming in the water on the bottom of the streambed.  He saw a fish swim closer.  He lunged, suddenly grabbing the fish as he had seen the cave bears doing.  He jumped up and down, celebrating his new skill.  Then he got out of the streambed with his catch.  He took it to Gak to show her and put it down in front of her.

     “Gak, Gak!!” he chirped as they both looked at the huge fish which would more than feed both.  It lay there flipping from side to side, now a captive in the world of the hunted.  It was now in their possession.  Alak looked around for possible interlopers.  He knew he must move quickly so he picked up the fish and Gak followed suit.  They headed back to their cave for a feast to come.

     The air was humid and steamy.  On the horizon were heavy clouds moving in.  Soon it would start raining.  The lightning could be seen in the distance.

     Alak and Gak were by this time back in the cave.  Alak carried the fish inside where he found a spot and lay it down for awhile.  Gak was looking outside, watching the lightning as it flashed near and far.  Alak came over and looked out.  They were both watching, transfixed by the in-climate weather.  The lightning was sometimes fierce as it flashed in the sky, setting on fire the huge pine trees on the mountain range.  Alak saw the fire in the distant mountain.  The huge conifers were like giant tiki torches.  He could only wonder about the fire.

     This was the beginning of the history of man, long before he discovered the four elements, where it was written in the stars and the sky.

     A lightning bolt hit a tree next to the cave, setting it on fire.  Alak and Gak retreated to the back of the cave for safety from the lightning which went on until after a few hours the storm passed.

     Meanwhile they were busily eating the raw fish, which had died finally.

     Outside of their cave the rest of Pangea Land was full of noises, as the dying species of dinosaurs began what was just another peaceful day in the land.

     The giant rhinos off at a distance of about two thousand miles were grazing in the American Savannahs.  Would this be that fateful day for them and many other species of animals as well?  Things were happening up above the earth which both Alak and Gak were unaware of, that would reshape the world they lived in.  These things were happening in the darkest hours of creation.  There were stars falling from the sky.  On occasions some had made huge impacts of devastation.  They fell like pebbles in a giant pond, but one would come that would cause greater upheavals in the earth.  It was out there in the vastness of space and the force of gravity would soon draw it into Earth’s magnetic field.  It would be paradise lost once again.  Earth would be changed forever.

     Alak and Gak watched the skies.  Somewhere in their souls they knew something was coming as they watched the skies.  It would be important to them.

Chapter Three

     The stars in the distance overhead would remain in their numbers, being ageless.  Alak and Gak would awaken the next day on the next planet’s rotation.  They would begin their hunt again for food, generally tasting as they went and catching what they could to survive.  The new dawn arrived and they both were awakened by the sun rising over the mountain.  The first rays of light arrived inside the cavern, lighting up the interior, which remained mostly darker further into the interior.

     Alak was up almost immediately, as soon all creatures in the rain forest would be moving about hunting.  The remaining dinosaurs were slowly disappearing or quickly as the case may have been.  Given to floods and volcanoes alike, all creatures were subject to it too.  Alak and Gak walked in a hurry down to the river.  It seemed like a calm day as the volcano plumes filled the air with smoke in the southwest of future Edmonton, Alberta Province.  Weeks prior to the volcano’s eruptions there was a shifting of populations.  The animals would act frantic.  When one panicked they all panicked.  The few surviving species of dinosaurs were on the cusp of this new evolution of the planet Earth.  To be sure, there had been great floods and catastrophic events before that were much like the forthcoming eruption, but nothing in the future would be as great as the day the face of the Earth was changed once again.

     Gak and Alak were seemingly unaware of this knowledge, as one of the several branches of humanoids.  Through eons transversely, their memories were written in stone.  They were half lizard, half man, with cunning and rudimentary skills.

     On this day they were getting closer to the events that would change their world forever, which their kind would not be able to grasp for some time, until the future.  That would come in about sixty million years or so.  In what was the future country of Canada, they would be found in a future province town above Edmonton, Alberta.

     Meanwhile they lived in the mountainous countryside, where the days of the dinosaurs that roamed would come to a sudden end by a huge blast in the present-day Yellowstone caldera, which was at one time a super volcano.  Back in time when North America was full of active volcanoes and dinosaurs still roamed and were evolving during the first of many of God’s Creations, before the angels were sent to destroy Creation, this volcano presided.  This was the world that existed before the creation of man and time.  God, not liking His first of many creations, erased the continents like a slate board and like the Creator and Great Physicist and Biological Engineer He is, He went back to the chalkboard to start over once again, not being pleased with His first creation.  So this was the real beginning of the first creation.

     Pangea Land had begun like an experiment gone wrong.  In the first phase of experiments there were a lot of active volcanoes.  Then mold, bacteria, mildew, algae, and amoebas and the like were created.  This did not please God.  So He upgraded and started the next wave of creation, the dinosaurs.  The first or second creation took one hundred and twenty million years to complete.  Not being happy with that, He sent his angels to destroy the Earth.  They were meteors that arose out of the heavens and rained a multitude of fire and brimstone upon the Earth.  He destroyed all this like erasing a chalkboard.  So life began anew on a large scale with gigantic flora and fauna.  Times were brutal back in the days of the last dinosaurs.  They fought and they died.  Their world was in constant upheaval with floods, fires, volcanoes and earthquakes.

     Meanwhile Gak and Alak, our humanoid friends, spent time down at the river searching for food.  It was eat or be eaten in this world.

     The earth twinged in pain deep within the core.  It trembled beneath Gak and Alak’s feet.  It shook and they knew not why.  They did not know which way to go.

     The rhino herds had scattered to the southwest.  They cried out in fear, calling to one another in what is present day Nebraska.  The earth continuously trembled.  The day was coming for Alak and Gak and all.  The volcanoes were heavily active along the Pacific Northwest and on the prehistoric continent of North America.  In present-day Yellowstone, in particular, there was in that time a massive and great display of fire power.  It was a hundred tons of TNT going off in the wilderness.  There had been catastrophes before like earthquakes, great floods in the plains and deserts and mountains, but nothing like what would take place in Gak and Alak’s lives.

     There was a great rumbling within the earth.  This had been played out so many times before in the Earth’s history.

     There was a great upheaval like that of the Universe which the Earth mirrored like a reflection on glass.  Essentially the Universe was like a mirror in the macrocosmic Universe.  It was of minerals, fire, water, wind, all the known elements of the very ancient world that was created by these four elements that would one day be known by the ancient Greeks

Chapter Four

     For days the rumbling, along with smoke, ash, and cinders, filled the sky.  This went on for months more thereafter, and also small explosions echoed in the distance.

     Gak and Alak trembled every time they heard the explosions.

     Gases vented through some riverbeds.   Closer to the volcano, the earth shook even more from the shock of the impact of earlier meteorite crashes.  The skies were full of smoke, ominous signs, wonders and sounds.  What the meteorite did not subtract from the earth the volcanoes would kill off.

     It was the crashing and clashing of these elements at one or more times that changed the face of the earth.  These would be the days before prehistory that would change history forever, not to be discovered for a long time to come.   The earth was still ringing like a bell since its creation.  It was the recombination of elements from outer space of minerals, clay, iron and rocks, fire and water in one spot in the Universe.  The forces of planetary collision turned the Earth inside out like one of those things made up by children, a folded paper game that you asked questions and closed up and opened to find the answer like an origami sort of thing.

     This is how the forces of nature operated on Earth, how the mechanics of the earth evolved during creation.  The co-evolution of a planet that had the earth still sucking its gut.

     Alak and Gak were not quite human with their lizard-like traits, yet they were part of the evolution revolution going on.  They were on the roadmap of creation, before humans were endowed by their creator.  Before they formed religion it was a road trip to discovery by man.  Each little step was a mark of man’s achievements along the way, like the discoveries that led men to the moon, to be the first to put footprints on the moon like man’s first footprints in the sand.

     It seemed the trail had ended here, but it was the beginning of many great different journeys.  Yes, they were indeed small steps for man.

     Alak and Gak, our two grayish-green alien-looking lizards, did not know they were on the shores of Mankind’s history.  They stood on the dawning of the long road which mankind, from the beginning of time in man’s distant memory, would write about.  Gak and Alak went about their usual business.  This was not exactly the breezy side of paradise.

     As they walked along the riverbank there was a constant shake, rattle and roll in Pangea Land.  The volcanoes filled the land with smoke.  Gigantic dragonflies and flies flew around.  There were the early Alberta clippers, cool tropical breezes.  Gak and Alak were searching for food this morning of the unknown era.  They saw some tyrannosauruses and hid, hoping not to be seen.  The Brontosaurs grazed along the water’s edge.  They disappeared when they heard the fearsome Tyrannosaurus Rex coming.  Underwater they went.

     The tyrannosauruses were looking for a meal at this time, anything they could scavenge.  That was typical of the day.  The tyrannosaurus stood and turned her head around and looked out of the corner of her eye.  She sensed a presence there.  Alak spoke in gibberish to Gak to be quiet.  Then he motioned to her to move on.  Then he grabbed her by her three fingers on one of her hands and they ran off towards the hills.  The tyrannosaurus saw them, then she was running after them, tripping over a boulder and breaking her leg.  She bellowed a warning to them.  They got a lucky break and made it back to the cave.  They could hear the faint cries of the tyrannosaurus as she lay dying and struggling, unable to get up.  Its death would not be immediate, but even in death it was still fearsome.  The sheer size and weight of it was intimidating.  She towered some fifty or sixty feet.  Next to her little ones she was huge.

     It was another day that would be ending soon in Pangea Land, as the music of animals filled the air of the land.  Tomorrow would tell another story of Pangea Land.

Chapter Five

     It was the next day of the exact year B.C. unknown.  A lot of the things that happened remain a mystery, the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle still jumbled up in a quagmire of geologic history.

     The changes in the landscape were dramatic.  Sometimes they occurred overnight, it seemed, as the Earth behaved itself like an unruly child that contorted itself.

     Volcanoes dotted the landscape.  Some were very active.  They rumbled ashes and gaseous vapor that filled the air as the land mass that made up Pangea Land was slowly ripped apart.  The continents drifted in a space of millions of years, at least several thousands of feet apart.  The continents were adrift.  The Earth had been at various times blasted by meteor impacts.  This had a ripple effect on the earth.  It was being wrung from the inside out.

     Gak and Alak were hiding in the cave they had made there, but even the cave had hidden dangers.

     It was the strange anatomy of a young planet created from a very old formation in outer space.  It was like a marble in outer space whose physiography would one day be formed into its future self.

     Gak was frightened by the sheer size of the tyrannosaurus and its fierceness, which it imposed on all who came within her path.  She would wreck havoc upon all living things’ eardrums as she bellowed her cry at them, for she had not any understanding of why the earth shook like it did.  But they all sensed and feared that there was an apocalyptic shake coming up.

     The day was soon over for the two Pangeans, who took refuge in their cave for the night.  During the night the jungle was full of sounds.  They woke up the next day and went outside the cave.  There was a sudden rustling of the palm leaves above the cave.  The two looked up.  It was an Archeaopteryx.  It was food.  If they could catch one it would be fresh food.  Those two greenish-gray humanoids for now would have to be content with bugs and fish, for they had no tools or skills developed yet.  They were one of the branches of the half-humans that would be short-lived.  They were among one of the oldest of the oldest in the order of the ancients.  Now they ventured out again in search for food. 

     Their relationship was being built from the foundation up during the creation of the Earth.  The building blocks of life would be sorted out time and again like heaps of brick and rubble moved over and over again.  There were many Edens created in the Earth’s history, but these were not the ones that were where God was discovered by man.

     Gak and Alak were some of the first Adams and Eves to come along, the many sons and daughters of God, who would one day populate the Earth, after the dinosaur rule of one hundred and sixty million years or so, the time of the dinosaur.  They were walking in the jungle where they found fruits of palm trees and various shrubs growing.  It was not a walk in the park by any means.  If they ate some fruit and it did not kill them then they lived another day.  They kept their eyes open all the time while for a brief respite they played away from the cave.  No longer fearing being eaten at this time, they continued to play.  Even that would be short-lived for at a moment’s notice things could change.  They seemed not to care as Gak zapped a bug to eat off a palm frond.  They were both zapping bugs and flies now, trying to get their fill.

     There was a boom boom in the distance.  Gak and Alak stopped what they were doing and looked.  It was a herd of Corynthisaurs.  They were coming down to the big muddy to drink.  The two hid from them among the short shrubs, not knowing what the Corynthisaurs would do.  They did not want to get in their way.  They had their bug eyes on the Corynthisaurs, who cried out to one another, and jostled each other like wild horses for the best spot to drink from along the riverbank.

Chapter Six

     They had eaten and gathered fruit without being detected thus far in the jungle.  They gathered up their food to take to their cave.

     Gak discovered something in the jungle.  It had some round white objects in it.  She alerted Alak.  They had discovered a nest of crocodile eggs.  Alak looked at them and took one.  It was kind of huge.  He grabbed one and they took it back to the cave along with the rest of the food they had gathered.  Gak did not have a pouch for carrying the fruit so she dropped  a couple.  They had to hurry.  A Crocodontosaurus had her eyes on them.  She was huge, at least a hundred feet or more long.  Her tail could kill a man.

     It took off away from the river bank and they ran.  Its head emerged from the depths of the river where there were more of the same, and she emerged lumbering, sensing her brood had been compromised.  She went after Gak and Alak with one of her younguns.  Alak and Gak made it back into the hills and the cave, escaping the crocodontosaurus, who lumbered along because of her size and the uneven terrain she encountered.  She was turned back by natural formations of the lay of the land.  For her size her movements were swift.  Oh, well, there would be another day for her to chase the humanoid lizard people.  She knew that she lived for that day.

     Once again the two were home in their cave with their booty.  They sat down on the floor of the cave and set the food down.

     The interior of the cave was lit by the sunlight shining inside the outer reaches of the cave’s mouth.  Gak sat down next to Alak.  The egg sat there in front of them and Gak touched it, feeling the smooth roundness of its shape.  She oohed and ahed over it.  The shell was breaking.  There was a puncture in the side of it.  Gak was surprised.  She reached her hands out to catch the baby crocodontosaurus as it wiggled its way out of its shell.  She tried to grab it with her hands as she spread out the three fingers of each one.  Alak got up and threw a rock at it.  There went supper out the door, but they had other foods.  Tomorrow they would scavenge up something for breakfast.

     The land was rocking.  It was contents under pressure.  There were aftershocks and tremors.  Steam and gases were being released from the super volcano in the would-be-one-day Yellowstone Park.  The Earth’s skin shuddered, moving once again during the night.  The two tried to sleep that night but were restless because of the quakes.  Ash erupted from the super volcano once again, as a dome of lava was forcing its way up inside the crater.  This was the big one.  There were other volcanoes in North America.

     Daylight came and Gak and Alak were up early as usual, as were the other beings and inhabitants of Pangea.  They went out into the steamy swampy jungle for a walk, exploring their world.  Today they felt more like playing than searching for food.

     Alak picked up a piece of palm bark.  He carried it with him.  Every plant seemed to have some kind of built-in defense in it some way.  There were stinky and sticky plants.

     Alak learned from others watching the dinosaurs if they ate something and did not die.  Then Alak and Gak ate it too.  Alak started beating on things with the piece of palm bark just for fun.

     They had ventured for miles, it seemed, away from the safety of the cave.  There were Pterodactyls flying about scavenging and searching the ground for carcasses.  They were the vultures of the present day.

     It was now going about noon Pangea time.

     Gak and Alak talked for some time, chirping back and forth.  Then they scrounged up something for lunch.  Gak chewed on some grass. Birds cried out in the jungle.  Dinosaurs roared and they hissed.  It was quite a symphony going on these days.  It was day-to-day fighting for survival.  Gak and Alak decided to depart the jungle and go back to their cave.

Chapter Seven

     The next day the super volcano was heating up again.  It thundered and roared.

     The Archeaopteryx flew off into the skies, scared off by the loud thunder of the volcano.  It would quiet down some and they would roost once more.

     The tectonic plates overlapped each other, but sliding on and off each other like a kaleidoscope kind of effect.  Like an old creaky ship they abutted one another, pushing each other gradually and violently aside.

     Gak and Alak moved in their almost snake/lizard characteristic motions.  They were walking down to the river, where they went to drink water.  The air was full of toxins and not ecologically friendly.  If several volcanoes were erupting at a time, then there would be several more volcanoes waiting in the wings to erupt when it was their time to do so.  Their time would play out.  The Earth was an open target in the Galaxy.

     The skies were full of wondrous objects during the day as well as night.  Meteors were circling through the Earth’s atmosphere.  It was hit or miss.  Sometimes they would hit the Earth, causing great upheavals and death.

     Meanwhile down at the river bank Gak and Alak kept an eye out for the Crocodontosaurus.  They hunted for fish and mussels and other creatures on the riverbank.

     A female Stegosaur and its baby came through the brush down to the riverbank.  She called to her youngun who was beside her.  Gak and Alak looked on surprised.  As they watched on they momentarily stopped what they were doing.

     The Stegosaurs took a drink at the riverbank as the water rippled on the surface.  The baby stuck its head down to the water’s edge, drinking and pawing the water.  There was a sudden shower of water falling down.  The baby was squealing as the Crocodontosaurus did its death roll, pulling it down and drowning it, silencing it for good.  Its parent ran off back into the brush crying for her baby.

     There were lights in the day-lit sky, streaks of light of burning meteors hitting the atmosphere.  There were booms as they hit the sound barrier.  One had to be aware of falling rocks from high places.  The meteor hitting the earth was the start of a great upheaval that began the breaking up of the super continent Pangea.  A couple of meteors hit, one in the Yucatan Peninsula and the other over near present-day Massachusetts.  The meteors came at different intervals of time, but the one that caused the most damage hit in the Arizona Desert, damage which is still visible today.  There were massive floods due to the upheaval causing rivers to overflow or run backwards.

     Gak and Alak were witnesses of the Stegosaur’s death.  They knew the danger now of the river.  They saw stars falling from the sky, so they went back home to their cave.

     The super volcano had become more active as the magma below the mantle was stirred up as meteors were causing the disturbance.

     The earth writhed as if in pain from being pelted with the meteors; the earth moaned and creaked.  It rocked violently back and forth.  There was rumbling in the air, which was filled with smoke.  The continents were splitting up.

Chapter Eight

     They left after finishing their foraging and snapping up small insects for breakfast and lunch, until they were satisfied.

     Shadows of clouds were falling on the mountainsides in the afternoon.  The sun was high in the sky.  They did not linger around the river near the crocodontosaurus.  Even though she had dined already her fearsome self was ready to take another bite.  Gak and Alak had learned that real fast.  They could either act stupid and get close to it or play it smart and steer clear of her.  Just when they did not see her she would be lurking just beneath the surface, waiting in her watery lair.

     There were earthquakes.  In some instances the rivers were running backwards in the land as there was a great upheaval with meteors impacting the planet.  Earth rang like a bell as volcanoes roared to life almost simultaneously in places.  The heat was on the path of destruction.  The eruptions were beginning to happen on Pangea Land.

     Gak and Alak were trapped.  They went to the cave for safety.  Giant palm trees were falling all over the place.  The cave itself shuddered as meteors impacted and burrowed deep into the ground.

     Gak and Alak, fearing for their lives, left the cave as the inside of it started dropping rocks from the ceiling.  Their world was being torn asunder.  They traveled out to a clearing down by the river, seeking safety from falling trees and things.  The ground shook violently beneath the surface.  The earth, like an eggshell hatching, would crack open; the continents would slip from their moorings or would sink beneath the ocean.  The very ancient sea floor would be on the surface once more.  It was happening all over again, like origami happening where possible on the planet.

     Gak and Alak tried to comfort each other, being fearful of what was going on now.  They held onto each other.  There was a thunderous roar coming from the mountains.  It was a tsunami.  From all sides of the planet huge waves rolled into the bays and shores along the Pacific and Arctic Oceans and upon them.  They were being drowned in mud and water.  Boulders crashed down along the river.  Alak and Gak were buried now in between the mountains and the streambed.   It would be eons before they were discovered.

     The past was finally meeting the future.  Many have trod in the place they had lain, but they were few and far between.

     The end comes sooner than you think.

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