The Day That Time Forgot

A Story by

A bit of an experiment, and will need polishing in the future

There was once a day in time that ultimately, everyone had to forget. The deer, and the elk, and the buffalo, as well; the entire earth was forced to forget. Darkness had settled the entire globe, as if the sun had burned out, and from that darkness came a force that was unimaginable. The trees erupted into bright orange flames, and the grasslands lay waste as if bombs had been dropped. The deserts had been subjected to such high winds, no-one could pass, and the tundra to powerful earthquakes not felt since the Great Chilean earthquake. Emerging from the tundra of Nordaustlandet, the source of the quakes, came Hat.

Hat looked like an ordinary Beserker; a bear coat, a robe, in addition with an iron helmet with guard around the eyes and nose. He wielded a steel spear and a linden sun-wheel shield, and his eyes a fiery red. He was one of Odin's top warriors, and for reasons that could only be suggested had the world remembered, was here on the earth to wreak destruction.

Shortly after Hat's arrival into our world, volcanoes from all over the world began erupting quite ferociously, and the already darkened sky became even more dark from the ash of the volcanoes. The winds in the deserts had stopped, and instead, a downpour began. Hail fell too in the deserts that day, and were the size of soft balls. Within minutes, the deserts had enough hail on the ground, you could swim in it. The trees that had been aflame where now charred, dead. The volcanoes were still erupting, and from Mount Pinatubo came Proelia.

Proelia was equipped with the standard equipment that mimicked the Celts during the Celtic warfare against Rome, with additional leg armour after the segmented plates, and a great helm hiding their face instead of a galea. And although the armour gave the image of a man, Proelia held the stance of a woman. Her eyes, just visible from her helm, were a bright, glowing white.

The animals and the humans had been forced into hiding by Rauhoitus long before the darkness, and were only able to witness the events that would come as a dream. In the world of those who knew the concept of time, it had stopped. Clocks paused, electronics frozen, aeroplanes frozen in place; seismographs still, ocean waves calm, celestial bodies stopped in their orbits and their revolutions paused; it truly was if time had stopped. But it was only a matter of time before Hat and Proelia would cross paths; they were looking for each other, after all. They did battle for all 24 hours of night, until from a final charge attack from each, did an explosion erupt from their impact, tidal-waving the globe over, laying waste to the earth.

When the light returned from the darkness, and life on the planet had awoken the next day, all had immediately forgotten their dream; a side effect of Rauhoitus' enchantment. All of the people simply continued their mundane tasks, unaware of what had taken place. The trees that were dead the day before were again alive, a result of Rauhoitus' enchantment, no doubt, for all natural life was not to be harmed. The deserts heat and the moisture quickly evaporated or simply dried. The grasslands, too, had their plant-life returned, and all indications of damage to the earth had gone with Hat, Proelia, and Rauhoitus. It was the greatest coverup, and it was the day that time forgot.