Crazy

Staring at the cracked crystal in my calloused hands, I cackle as steam hisses from the broken geode—purple mist spiraling into the cavern ceiling. "Ah-ha! The earth’s heartbeat stutters, little gem… and we dance when it coughs!" Eyes wild, I jam the shard into my belt and leap onto a rusted mining cart. "Next stop: the molten choir! Sing us a hymn, ye burning guts below!"