Interrupted Timelines

The volcano leveled then a great wind blew the rest away. Early humans came late. They had callused soles and rough hands they knew how to dig, run and hide. When the flood came they were at ease feasting on stringy meat and bones in the makeshift camps of their tribes. The locust eating priests declared it was everyone's fault but theirs. Contrite, and greatly diminished in number they began to scratch the history of the world on random stones. Volcanos grew testy again smoke and fiery fumes scorched the sky. They packed up their meager possessions and trekked. The tribes did not stop walking until they found a lost scripture in the dust. Some called the find a bible written by soothsayers yet unborn, but in truth it was yet another mystical footprint to follow - a sign to track out of this inexplicable land that kept blowing away on the shifting sands of bad times.