It was a night like any other. Sërafinn, the moon goddess, walked gracefully and seated herself on her silvery throne as per usual. From there, she witnessed silently, a bit bored, maybe, from afar, all the happenings in the world below her.
In the twilight of a dying day her attention was suddenly caught. She straightened and keenly leaned a bit forward. Sërafinn saw something she hardly noticed before.
That moment would shatter both realms of men and gods alike.