Wow

the prompt

From a single volcanic vent in a primordial ocean, land rises and cools. Time compresses violently. Moss becomes forest, forest becomes field. A campfire appears. Huts multiply like cells dividing. Wood darkens to stone, stone climbs to spire. Roads fracture outward like lightning frozen. Smokestacks bloom and wither. Glass towers erupt, reaching for clouds. The camera spirals upward through millennia, oceans drain, continents shift, until a gleaming arcology stands where magma once flowed, time-lapse.