A bright star ignited in the dark sky above Bastion. The people — those of them who were still on the streets, busy with fruitful endeavors or simply being festive after a hard day of work — looked up in surprise, their eyes igniting with wonder.
The star fell from the sky, growing bigger and brighter. Soon enough, it was like a flaming white meteor plummeting from the lightless heavens to the ground. Its light illuminated the night, chasing the darkness away and making the full moon shining high above seem pale in comparison.
The silver radiance of the moon could not compete with the incinerating white glow of the falling star. The night could not compete with it, either.
For a moment, it was as if the sun had risen above Bastion in the middle of the night, bringing with itself the stark beauty of daylight.
Then, before people had the time to get scared, the flaming white meteor struck the surface of the lake.
