Starfall

It happened suddenly, unexplained. A gift of the titans, perhaps, or a Kirin Tor experiment gone awry in Ulduar. The true nature was unknown. Where they came from, why they appeared... it didn't matter. But they were beautiful, and shining, and remarkable.

The heavens were clear, the night sky dark, but strewn with stars of all sizes and brightness, as though sparkling crystals hung suspended in the vastness of the surrounding dark, high above. Then, suddenly, some unseen hand or force cut the strings. Hundreds, thousands, of stars cascaded down from the sky, a rain of crystal and light. Some fell slowly, others swift, a chaotic swirl to the earth, grouping together into clusters that took form.

Constellations on the move. They coalesced into familiar shapes; winged steeds of the stars. The people looked up in awe and they traveled down, shining, glittering, beautiful. A gift of the heavens.

The Celestial Steeds of the sky have arrived.