The story is told that the sky suddenly struck a blow to the ground so full of anger - so without a remorse for anything in the way - that the very earth where its fingers struck the earth cracked open in a single instant. Rocks that had taken millennia to create crumbled away in an instant. Rivers who had nurtured this region for years - became subterranean. The leaves of fall dotted the now mossed covered boulders, exposed now since the time before. A small stream fed from unseen glaciers higher and deeper in the wet landscape gurgled and sang down the hillside before disappearing in a froth of painful white fog, falling and falling and falling , falling - - never to be seen again.