The cracks appeared that night, in the quiet, without a sound. A glow came from within, but nobody was there to see it, none awake to notice what was happening. As the cracks grew wider, and the blue glow ever brighter, the darkness of the sky took on that unnatural blue, and soon it became almost as day, only with all natural color washed out of everything. Yet still we slept, yet still there was no cry of alarm, or concern, or even of wonder.
When They that lived beneath us finally rose to claim our realm as their own, they did it without a sound, and took us with hardly a fight at all. |
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