Haggstrom (Hal 3)

A group of young Testificates snuck out of their homes. The posse of good friends heard that tonight would hold a spectacle for them: meteor showers. The elder villagers spoke of a time when the falling stars rained down and gave the sheer cliffs their steep drop-offs and exposed stone. This was a time long ago, a time of legends, so it had long been thought the stars would remain still forever. When the priest saw that a rare event would transpire that night, the children assumed it would be the meteor showers returning once more. They were right. Not one moment after dusk, stars began to fall. From the top of a convenient hill, the young rascals watched in bewilderment as the heavens put on a show. They gazed up in childish wonder, mesmerized by this event only said to occur once in generations. At midnight another show was put on. As the last of the meteors fell to Minecraftia, the sky lit up with aurora borealis, the northern lights. Even more entranced, the children watched them until the moon went low on the horizon and the colours faded. They instantly fell asleep, even with the sun starting to rise. Somehow, the monsters kept away from the amazed children. Maybe they watched the skies also?