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Tales of the Gods
A strange, mountain-sized cave blocks the path. It is not a cave. It is a mouth, and it is already open.
The cowherd boys had wandered farther than usual that morning, following the cattle into forest they did not often graze.
And it was Krishna, walking near the front with Balarama, who first saw the shape across the path.
It was a cave-mouth as wide as a mountain pass, where no cave had been before.
The Bhagavata is exact about the creature, and the detail matters.
The rest of this story, read aloud, and a new one every day.