And like a bear in the night, all coherency and normalcy crashed and collapsed as reality died, its ruined carcass hitting the ground with a mighty, thunderous sound that shook the trees to their tips and sent all the elves hurling into space where they slammed into Jupiter and coagulated into a single cohesive entity that would one day return to exact its revenge on those who did it wrong.
"You must slay the accursed beast!" Edward cried, and in response, Jacob took hold of his sword and jumped upon his camel and they rode off into the stars to murder that thing which always held them accountable for their sins against themselves and their lovers in bed while the Nihilist Forces advanced closer to the great and shining city that was named nothing pronounceable without exchanging livers with a wallaby so for to make great banging sound upon table with thy glass goblet.
The chariots rode out and met their matches as the flames ignited and the entire world shook as they hurled villages at each other with their trebuchets of death and the little children woke in horror to the nightmare that was called existing without doing so since they didn't really know just how many penguins they would need for their journey up the river whilst Nero killed the daisy field with a single leap of his mighty breath upon which angels and demons make war upon those who do not curse all of it and it itself.
Please take note however, that in the events which occurred that dreadful month, nothing worth noting really happened as happening is simply an illusion in and of itself for no one really cares what happens as long as it doesn't affect them.
And it didn't! For none in all the ages of warrior men and angels of fire which wrestled in great arenas and forced the reconciliation of all nations under the four great sons upon which and under which beautiful women rained down from the sky to reunify all nature's elements to one single atom from which the reality that wasn't didn't not arise from. Kings collapsed upon drinking the vile substance that is called leather as jesters played amazing symphonies about great things that sadly only happened in reality and could not be known in our dreams.
And on that day, the Jacob and the Entity of Jupiter fought against each other in such mighty greatness that all the people cheered with joy and wept in fear simultaneously for they had no idea who would win this great battle, the Jaw or the Sphinx. Nobody dared not to make bets on such risky and uneven odds in which all were equal and, just as Marx said, the people would be fulfilled and the waterfalls then did flow upward toward heaven where the great ones returned, smashing all that they didn't overlook in a great sort of homecoming which sent shock through all the people as thunder cracked and lashed all the way to Andromeda, where the Children of Isis screamed in horror at this thing called reassurance and sent their angry mother hurling toward the infidels with intent upon bloodlust and treason.