SOLANA GODS #1
2021, October 28th they appeared.
Without warning, and for reasons that are still a mystery to us. Some arose from the depths of the oceans walking on to our coasts, some descending from mountain ranges and others materialised out of thin air.
Chaos broke out... National Governments frenzied about how to address their appearance. Some imprisoned and interrogated these faceless beings. Others put them on a pedestal and admired them as gods.
A reason for their existence was never truly established.
These faceless beings attempted to communicate with us using a language that no human being had ever heard before. However, one thing felt intuitively true…
Their appearance represented a warning. Something monumental was about to happen, unless we changed something dramatically.
What was it they wanted us to change? Maybe it was the way we were abusing the planet we called home, maybe it was the way we abused fellow human beings. Pondering what could be changed resulted to be mere a triviality in the grand scheme of things.
In hindsight the torture we were inducing onto ourselves, was simply a different medium which represented the same torture that we were about to endure...
As the faceless lived among us, their enthusiasm to communicate with us dwindled. Eventually we had reduced their morale to a state of silence.
Then one day, it happened.
It started quietly at first, an unnatural ringing sound beginning to rise from the distance...
This grew to an unimaginable volume, so biblical it could be heard from the outer limits of our galaxy.
The brightness was blinding...
The screams were not heard...
The ascension had begun.
