All That Mattered
The sun had set already and color had dimmed in all the realms. The sun had long set and by Earth standard, this was night time. But there was no night in Orun. The brightness of Eledumare's glory would never allow for that. And so, instead of night, it was called Sundown in Orun. Although, no one would know if the dimming of the day was result of the dimming of Eledumare's glory. Or perhaps , Eledumare might have wanted them to have a feel of Earth
In the midst of the Sundown sky, a large saucer shaped silver vehicle wheezed through the air, rotating and revolving as it sailed. Inside it, at one of the windows, was an Irunmole wearing a simple white gown. The gown was hung loosely by two knots over his shoulders revealing lean, long hands with spirals of white light that snaked round and round. His face was quite young also, partly covered by dreadlocks that fell around his face. He seemed contented with himself as he looked out through the window, on his feet.