Above the feculent carnage, a rudiment of brilliance levitated. Nascent still, nebulous in contour, it illuminated the quiesced rows and dwellings of Elesarp in a dull spectrum; fallow, fuscous, fulvous. Nothing spurred to disturb its coronal tacet.
It rose slowly, but lingered, as if to look back. On the world once of men: Antelucan now, eerily ciselysian, not deceased but dormant.
Then abdicated from it, up into the littoral of the Deep Sea, and thence to the place of its forebears.
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