Across several hundred years, this was the day in which the most Red Geese appeared in the capital.
A Red Goose would occasionally fly across the sky, leaving a trail in its wake.
A stream of shocking news followed these trails to various places.
The Heavenly Dao Academy, the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education, the Prince of Xiang's estate…
Those trails revealed the Li Palace's formidable and callous will, expressed the stance of the young Pope.
Suddenly, the Red Geese scattered in a chorus of frightened cries.
The sky suddenly dimmed.
The people on the streets looked up and saw a massive shadow obscuring the sky.
The clouds roiled like raging waves as the shadow revealed its true body.
A black mountain ten-some li in length appeared in the sky.
The occasional ray of sunlight would be brightly reflected off the black mountains, as if they were bright mirrors.
The weather went cold and snowflakes began to fall. The capital seemed to have returned to winter.