The skies ablaze

13th Fertilan
 
The night skies were not dark that day. Fire raged across the horizon, red and yellow, it was so bright we could barely see the stars. Doomsayers were screaming about the end of the world. And we all believed them. Consequently, unrest and crime reared its ugly head. But so have acts of kindness and compassion. Bluemother, have mercy on us all.
 
14th Fertilan
 
I was exhausted. Yet nothing happened. The day began anew, as if we all woke up from a bad dream. A nightmare or perhaps just a bad omen from our Gods? I do not know. But the morning came to us and offered solace, and we all felt like we were granted another chance to live. Everything returned back to normal, perhaps even far too quickly - after all, there are things to be done before Freezan arrives. Still, as this day dawned to an end I was worrying the night may be bright again. But it wasn't. Our Greencarers and Stargazers offered us no explanation as to what happened, only theories. Still, I can't shake the feeling that something changed...