The shifting of the ground pointing upwards towards the sky illuminated the red horizon, the flames long and high. Crimson orange, and gold liquid explode from deep within. Changes go for better or worse as the fault line grows thin. Poised as life and poised as death, the changes always are felt when the earth comes alive like this everything in its way melts. Rivers flow backwards, buildings fall down.
Whole towns disappear in the lava or in the ground.
The Apocalypse is now but unseen from the crowd. The fault is weak and the comes the sound. A sound just above the everyday commotion. The sound as California falls into the ocean.