The Great Dream
5/1/1678
A storm was brewing. I peered over the railing to see a darkening sky below and look above to see a darkening one above. Lightning races sideways between clouds ahead. Trips from Gätra to Illithar never see wheather like this, I thought to myself. It was then that the sky faded from grey to black and a red light began to shine through the clouds. This was no normal storm.
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