At first, no one paid much attention to the disaster.
It was just a freak flu season, a violent case on the edge of the city, and a bizarre video that quickly went viral on social media.
The first wisp of ashes has not yet risen.
But the burning fuse has been quietly lit in the depths where no one can see it.
Later I learned that it was the first dusk of the Ashes Era.
The inertia of survival pushes the ember forward, just like it pushes thousands of other people in the city who are not yet aware of it.
Forward.
Towards the yesterday that can never be returned to.
Towards the fragmenting today.
Towards a tomorrow that will be redefined by blood and flames.
Darkness has fallen completely.
