We all saw the Moon awaken. With great spectacle it parted the clouds bringing with it glorious Convergence. And so we waited for the end, hands clapsed, starting skyward.
Then came a brilliant flash of green light from the Moon itself and it began to grow larger. But it wasn't increasing in size. It was falling; falling to the planet's surface and burning the sky as it fell.
The impact was cataclysmic. As the shock wave coverted us, I knew death would take us - the first step towards eternal future.
Yet we lived.