afraid of the dark?

Credit to: Chris Lofqvist

From the ground it looked like a normal sunset, perhaps slightly more vibrant than normal, but still within the range of colors and ferocity that the humans were used to.  Only a handful, a tiny percentage of the masses, even looked up from their daily scurrying to witness the beauty of it.  It was for the best, though, for if they had looked long enough and hard enough they might have seen what was really going on.

The gods battled savagely across the heavens.  The sparks from their clashing swords sent splashes or orange and red pouring down through the sky.  Red leaked through where blood had been drawn and the clouds gathered to mop up the mess.  Soon they would have to set aside their battle for the night, for not even the gods dared to wage their wars when darkness settled on the land.  Their might was in the light and they had learned long ago not to test themselves against the endless black void of of the night sky.

Things slept there that were better left undisturbed…

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Written in response to moi’s Picture Writing Challenge for the week.  What do you see?  Write it, link it, post it.