The myths were true: the gods were going to war, and the sky was about to fall.
This sounds like the beginning of a fascinating cosmic-horror or speculative-mythology piece. David Talbott’s work—specifically The Saturn Myth —proposes that in prehistoric times, Saturn didn't just hang in the distant sky; it sat fixed at the north celestial pole as a massive, glowing sun. The sky was not black, and the sun was not a traveler. David Talbott - The Saturn Myth
Beside him, the High Shaman didn't turn. His eyes were milky with age, fixed on the radiant wheel. "The axle is breaking, boy. The Golden Age is a thin glass about to shatter." The myths were true: the gods were going
In the time before the Great Shaking, the world lived under the unblinking gaze of the . It hung at the very peak of the heavens, a colossal wheel of violet and gold that never set. To the elders of the valley, it was the Throne of the First King—the star they called Saturn. The sky was not black, and the sun was not a traveler
When the alignment broke, the resulting plasma storms were interpreted by survivors as dragons or serpents attacking the sun. Commentaries on the Gallic War by Julius Caesar (1908).pdf