Beneath the sundering of Heaven, a second sky appeared over the shadowed desert lands of Armedon - grey against the black of an ashfall that turned the sun into a red disc, despite the midday hour. A second sky that began to stretch across the world, snaking to the grand and invisible winds of mana over every continent, every ocean.
At first, the phenomenon was regarded as merely a Perdition writ large. Unusual, but many had already seen the natural portals between the Triune Worlds during this Heavenswar.
Then the lights began to fall.
A drifting haze of sparkles - like those that accompanied the opening and closing of Perditions - only everywhere. A blue-green haze like sparks that moved unnaturally in the wind and even through buildings as they seemed to seek the ground. As if not entirely real... and yet their effects certainly were.
