Today the sun blinked. It was there, then in that blink, darkness.

Death followed. Not the death of an individual or a collective, but the death of the soul behind the eye. A blink that did not end.

Cold followed. Uncertainty. The panic of the unseen struggling to find meaning where there was none. The rime clung and a trillion dying breaths fogged existence into…nothingness.

Silence followed. And then the blinking night opened myriad its starry eyes, all witnessing an unbearable end. A trillion mouths frozen in eternal screams. A memento of what lurked in the darkness when the sun wasn’t watching.