That was the moment the rules of men realized they can't snuff out the Sun, dim the Moon's reflection, nor reposition the Stars. The sum of their work which they once believed to be invaluable and insurmountable was nothing more than a mote floating within a ray of light that pierced through the keyhole of a door.
Their kingdom was just a small corner of a dusty room allocated specifically for their own demise. They had no idea one would find the key.
The door opens October 2.