The Heavens Collapse

Thunder and lightning paint a picture of a fate beyond anyone's control, and the entire night quickly crumbles. The scenery turns pale in an instant, then plunges into darkness. The weeping ghosts have nowhere to flee, their souls left naked and rigid. The field of vision ripples and breaks apart. Blurry white points of light overlap with enormous shadows, tearing desperately through the night. Where will the flower of hope bloom?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.