Zoe looks carefully at the setting sun as the darkness slowly lifts from the night sky. It is so curious as none of the other villagers bothered to look up as the sky grew dark. They ran to their homes, but no one bothered to look up.
No one explored their curiosity to see how the world worked around them. The sky had never grown dark in such a way before in her life as the passing of the sun across the sky had been steady.
Taking a deep breath, there is an almost delicate scent of brimstone and ash. As an easterly wind blows across her face, Zoe turns her attention. There isn't a single sign of fire or lighting on the horizon. There is just nothingness on the expanse.
