"We found a little piece of heaven here. It is black, smooth, oblong. It hums a soft but discordant note, and we are afraid to touch it." — Cecil Gershwin Palmer, Radio Journalist
Eh… you know what. There is no reason to have a different title for the Final Day. What the crap am I gonna rant about that wouldn’t better work in a different entry?
Even then… I like the finality sound of the name. Reflects how everything works in cycles. Hell, the C’thulhu Mythos notion that even Aeons operate only in certain universal seasons is actually really comfortable to think about. As hell… maybe there is other alien civilisations out there? But