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Suddenly the ground began to shake. It was not gradual but instant and strong, and then persistent. The juddering seemed to transmit through me. I instinctively spread my feet apart to stay upright and scanned the valley. A whole valley shaking and shuddering in front of me, even my own body, too. Yet I also noticed the tiny trembling purple flower petals and the whispering trees that moved not as they do in a wind, but as if some superhuman was shaking the base of their trunks. The sensation lasted over a minute, peaking in strength before it halted as abruptly as it had started. Then I heard the first of the landslides crash down the backside of a mountain.