John didn't know how long it had been since they set out on their journey towards Lamento, but the red sun had begun setting hours ago and it didn't seem like it would set for a few more hours. The daylight cycle seemed to be longer on this planet.
The warm glow of the crimson sun shrouded the desert, but as it sank lower, the temperature quickly plummeted and a cool breeze blew across their faces, causing their clothes and hair to flutter wildly in the wind.
They saw a dim glow in the sky as they journeyed through the desolate region. The sun, a dim red orb barely visible over the horizon, was not the source of the light. It was something else, both lovely and unsettling. The sight of the changing colours and patterns grabbed them as they paused to watch the display.
They were witnessing a magnetospheric storm, a rare phenomenon caused by the interaction of the planet's magnetic field and the star's flares.