The Ionian Sea shook from end to end. The buried tiles of the earth were embraced. One sank into the arms of the other. An ancient, primitive love was driving them. The stones bared their teeth and bit their neighbors. Their claws grew predatory and dug deep into the flesh. For eleven seconds the stones kissed; two lovers who had not seen each other for a long time and threw themselves passionately into each other. But they were ashamed to be seen. They wanted no witness to this tight embrace, so they hid under the quilt of the sea. Beneath the seabed, the desires of perpetual motion collided.
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