HART ATTAK.

Now I know I've gone nuts. There was this totally pointless and crappy fiction I was writing about an Ancient crashing in my yard.

I went outside just a few minutes ago, and everything went EXACTLY like the fiction. The moon was even the same pale yellow, the wind was at that certain pitch, and I know I did not imagine that ripple of partially invisible energy sweep over everything like the opening of a dimensional rift.

I saw the outline...