Dramatis Personae
Sanctorum Noctem
Memorandum
Communicare
Illuminatus Phantasma

Run while you can

The sky cracks away from you, mother earth recoiling and the small shaft of light becomes a beam of utter radiance blasting down upon you, blinding you, sending waves of warmth through you to the point of transcendence, and soon you are forgetting, then… the sun taints… and shadows begin to radiate, while spiders descend from the sky.