[ WP ] You 're a caveman discovering fire . These are your journal entries..

Day 1 – Strange Things 
 
 Tonight cold falls from sky. It make tarp around nakedness feel soft and cold. I not understand what these specs of cold are. I went out of cave, into falling sky, and let the sky fall upon my flesh. The sensation was weird – and cold. I not understand. I leaned back my head, my headhole opening to let me my taster out. The sky feels fresh upon my taster. Still cold but the sensation not something I can explain. It like the rushing river and still lake but water not in the sky, water in the river. The sky blows its ’ cold and gusts of dust. I return to my cave, it is getting scary under the sky. 
 
 Day 3 – Sky continues to fall 
 
 The falling sky only gets worse. I fear the world ends today. The sky light flashed brightly through the dark sky in intimidating lanes. The sky roared it ’ s anger after each flash of the sky light. It seems it does not like falling and it is angry. I not understand. For many days I sit in cave but I no longer have berries or river water to sustain me. I fear the sky water. I grabbed my spear, knowing I must hunt down prey and hoping the sky does not unleash its ’ anger onto me. 
 
 The sky water made me shiver when it fell upon my bare skin. I decided not to wear my furs, they would slow me, and I would need to be fast to outrun the sky. The trees sheltered me from sky water, so I began my hunt. 
 
 Only a few hours in and there was a loud roar from the sky, the sky light flashing violently. I fear the sky is angry with me for leaving my cave. I do not think even I can fight the sky. I make to return home, but my stomach growls. My head hole is dry and my taster longs for river water and berries. I continue, despite the danger. 
 
 Before me the sky light flashes, a tree shatters into many pieces and I dive to the ground to shield my eyes. It was bright, hot, and loud. The roar that accompanied the skylight made my ears ring. I wince. 
 I wait a few minutes, hiding from the angry sky and sure I will die. I look up to see the sky light dancing upon the remains of the tree. It is bright but a different color. It dances as if mocking me. I move forward and bravely attempt to strike the dancing demon with my spear. 
 
 I am unsure what happened then. My spear passed through the dancing demon with ease and I was sure I ’ d won. When I pulled back my wood spear, though, the demon still danced on the remains of the splinter tree – and he ’ d jumped to my own spear. 
 
 I wave my spear about violently, trying to get the light demon off. It doesn ’ t budge. No. It just grows, consuming my favorite spear. The sky light consumes the tree too, and spreads to another tree. It seems the sky is punishing the trees, and not me. My spear came from trees, so it make sense it would want to hurt my spear. I discard the spear. 
 
 Later I found berries and filled my skins with water. I return to my cave. Confused, cold, and happy the sky doesn ’ t hate me. 
 
 Day 4 – Skylight hurts trees. 
 
 The skylight continued to hurt the trees, even more so when the sky stopped falling. It was warm, and when I held meet from deer over it, it made the meat taste better. I wanted to see if sky light would hurt the deer. It seems not. It does hurt leaves, tree wood, and my furs. This skylight seems very dangerous. 
 
 I think, perhaps, skylight is a gift from the sky to me. Maybe because I was so brave to leave during raging sky. I get long stick and carry sky light to a pile of logs in my cave, trying to spread warmth there. I like warmth. 
 
 Day 5 – Skylight Hungry 
 
 I have realize that skylight eats wood, not angry of it. I feed it to convince it to stay in my cave. It is warm and cooks my food. Others have joined me, knowing that I have power for controlling and harnessing light from the sky. This is a good thing, I will keep testing to see what the skylight likes to eat, and what skylight can do for me. 

