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she who hath the Brunton compass ([personal profile] coalmine) wrote2015-09-06 11:51 am

In the beginning

The sea hissed and bubbled as the dull red glow of lava faded beneath the roiling waves. The Late Triassic skies were layered with grey rain-clouds, in which could occasionally be seen the long wings of pteranodons. As the lava cooled, it took on hues of green, brown, and grey, in irregular beds of oblong masses which to the casual eye resembled crudely-piled watermelons.

Time passed, and the land rose up, to be eroded into craggy hills from which streams tumbled. The air was still and heavy, teeming with flying life. Treed swamps, dotted with islands of palm-trees and stilt-rooted cedars, fringed the shore, providing a welcoming home for herds of browsing dinosaurs.

Cascadia began, in this wild place of growth...


What's coming here? Reading-lists, photographs, maps, passing observations on the science and technology of coal-mining. Perhaps some stories of the underground mines of maritime Cascadia.