La Garita Caldera reawakens

Previously

…As they began to walk, their footsteps leaving faint imprints in the ash, Elara imagined the seeds in her satchel. Tiny, dormant miracles, waiting for the right conditions, for a chance to take root. The world was a scar, a vast, raw wound. But within that wound, life, tenacious and persistent, would find a way. It was a terrifying thought, a daunting prospect, but it was also the only one they had left. The calderas had reawakened, unleashing their primal power, and now, humanity, humbled and broken, had to learn to live in the shadow of their monumental, terrifying rebirth. The scar was undeniable, but the seed of survival, however small, had been planted.