" The ground starts to shake. Small stones dance on the hardpan. Dust lifts around your ankles. You feel the vibrations through the soles of your boots. The ground starts to break. The— Yes, Fineous?’ Simon lowered his hand. ‘Fineous starts to run.’ ‘In any particular direction?’ ‘Away?’ ‘It’s happening all around, as far as you can see.’ ‘Fineous stays where he is, then, and starts to limber up in preparation for running. "

― Mark Lawrence , One Word Kill (Impossible Times #1)