The sky was bristling with stars.
Men thought on how bright they were, and women felt envy of them due to their numerous colors. Yet in the depths of open space, where the hard rule of the vacuum dwarfs all other things, a storm was brewing. For thousands of years such a rift had not happened, yet this time, the rift was stronger, and had much more definite colors. It was, in a sense, more real. With a sound that would have deafened worlds should it happen inside an atmosphere, yet fully silent in the outer space, the overwhelming darkness started to open, first with a small chink, which quickly widened into a strip of alabaster whiteness. Finally, within a few moments, the rift had taken the diameter of a gas giant. It was a hole in the fabric of the universe which ventured into the unknown.
Hundreds of light years away, a similar gateway opened, and this time attached to the ground of the Yellowstone National Park, and yet another one in the Everfree forest.