Strange particles bursting upon the stratosphere turn the Autumnal skies of Horsingdon a sodium orange - precipitating a sudden and unexpected thunderstorm.
Some residents claim they can hear monstrous howlings interwoven with the roar of superheated air, as something unspeakable the size of continents grinds its vast apocalyptic bulk against the meagre walls of this world, seeking purchase, seeking ingress.
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