BENEATH A CRIMSON SKY THE

The sun bled burgundy across the horizon, painting the clouds in hues of fire. A chill crept through the air, carrying with it the scent of pine needles. Silhouettes stretched long and thin as the last rays of light vanished. The world quieted in anticipation of the night to come. Beneath this eerie sky, secrets uncoiled. Murmurs danced on the