“I hope your Black Friday injuries aren’t so severe that you can’t click a mouse on Cyber Monday.”
“Bright light, bright light!”
“Oh my God, what is that?”
“Holy hell, is it a flying saucer?”
The masses had come out from their homes and workplaces staring and pointing up at the unidentified bright light high up in the sky. Some rumours had circulated, stating Finland had fallen under attack by UFOs.
In the corner of the street, a lonesome believer was preaching:
“The end of the world as we know it, is upon us!”
That day, was the first day of the month March.
Several months earlier:
It was the beginning of October. The land had fallen under darkness. As if an evil warlock had cast a spell. Sour faces all around, no expressions, as if away blurred. Hardly any sound could be heard. People on the streets, dragging their feet. The lust for life, all sucked out.
First of March
An unidentified source of light had appeared in the skies.
“The sun”, someone said, as the onlookers stood before her, bewildered.
“It is called the sun” she stated again with a smile.
But the other just shook their heads in disbelief.
Still, turning their collective faces towards “the sun”. And, as by a wave of a magic wand, the crowd closed their eyes in unison and enjoyed that sacred moment. A collective sigh of content was the only sound heard.
For who knew, how long this would last…