The daylight was seeping away from this valley, replacing it with a painted mist. The machinery of oncoming twilight was covered by a sky with three large moons but no stars or planets beyond that, like this planet and its angry star were alone in the universe. The ballet of the blue green aurora was so busy and bright, it felt more like early morning was on its way not the coming of night.
As the valley folded out onto open plain, the town of Nriza became visible and sat emitting its place in this world with smoke and color. There in that town lurked the promise and preparation of an occasion awaited for some two thousand years.
In Salvador’s dream head, he knew this place and finally Salvador will be convinced he’s slept. He’ll have no idea why when he wakes up but this day was the day
