colors fill the sky and true night falls across the whole of the earth. all the edifices we have built to keep darkness away spark and fade out, as our global shield twists and buckles under the strain of the sun's exultation. without it, no life would have arisen; we owe our existence to it, and now our downfall too, as the wires we've strung across the earth sing as violin strings played by the planet's invisible bow, arcing and crackling. transformers driven into saturation heat, trip, catch fire; breakers slam open, and the carefully timed lockstep dance of power synchronization collapses, isolated islands guttering and blowing out like candles in a gale
all our methods of mass and distance communication fade away, and we are left to talk with our neighbors, or contemplate alone. humanity's lot was always to huddle together in the darkness. we had forgotten it.