An Evernight Storm

Tonight, House Calenture was host to a surprising thunderstorm. It started slowly, but quickly became a torrential down pour. During this rain, Uthanatos heard a soft voice whisper the words: "a kind word...a pause for concern...a moment for naught, resilience traped, lest ye never learn and yearn." The rain came harder and harder, causing torrents of water to cascade down the steps of the house, and the thunder crashed overhead loud enough to make speech difficult.

I was dispatched to gather people from Threshold and the Unknown, then returned to the house. While I was gone, the rain had cut off by a brilliant beam of light from the sky and a voice saying faintly: "be my chosen...be well despite the storms in there many forms..keep co...".

The voice was cut off abruptly as the pillar of light was severed by a deep hole looking into a void. Aileron, Anasina, Arnaya, Uthanatos, Purple Lace, and Inzoum tried long and hard to re-establish contact but the void passively devoured all efforts made. Look for more on this in the near future.