Beneath a Profane Canopy
The firmament hung low and heavy, a canvas of antestor swirling clouds that pulsed with an unnatural glow. It was a spectacle that prompted both {awe and terror. The very air buzzed with a malevolent energy, as if the heavens themselves were tainted. This was no ordinary day; this was a day where the sacred order had been shattered, and in its plac