The War for The North [85]
Chapter 198: The Crimson Night [26]
It was as if time had stopped. The wind had ceased blowing, and all sounds on earth had suddenly fallen silent.
The moment Vorloth raised his head, the world was witnessing a terror never before seen.
The sky was bleeding.
The cloudless, starry night was suddenly painted a dark, abhorrent crimson. It was as if the veins of the universe had been slit, and its blood had coated the atmosphere.
Yet the true horror was not in the color of the sky, but in the moon itself. The silvery full moon slowly darkened and then took on a bright red, sickly hue. The craters on its surface shifted, the light bent, and the moon transformed, quite literally, into a colossal, bloodshot eye. This gigantic cosmic eye, visible from every corner of the world, from every continent and every ocean, glared directly down at the earth with a judging gaze.
