Day 65: Mountain
300 Days of Writing
Day 65 Mountain:
I buried the mountain.
It was easy, as a giant. I dug from the bottom of the ocean. Sand crabs went scuttling across the silt and sediment. Water leaked out and created rivers, finding their way back to the ocean. The earth was covered in salty streams and scurrying beetles and creatures that belonged to the water. The mountain shirked beneath the layers of watery earth. It knew I had won.
It was a challenge. The mountain tried to best me, but no one can best a giant.