Lava (a Chimera writing prompt)

The goddess stood on the mountain, wrapped in night. She looked down upon the city of men far below. The stench and noise of humanity blew on the wind. The goddess frowned and waited as the moon rose high and bloated in the star strewn sky. The goddess waited but no sacrifice was made, she was forgotten. Her lips curved in a terrible smile, and she called fire from the heart of the earth. The mountain rumbled to life, smoke and ash billowed into the sky, molten lava poured down. The goddess laughed as the city burned. They would remember.