A deep gnome with access to a custom crafted binoculosaurouscope, gazes up into the skies with a heavy slack jawed expression. A bards hands can't scribe fast enough the witnessing that occurs in the night sky. The strange thing to them was this reoccurring theatre seems to continue the next day, and the next, and the next. They write in their journal..
"Twinkling lights that just seemed awfully close. I thought they would become shooting stars ... just very slow, shooting stars. One gleamed a rich ruby read, another a northern icy cold hue, and the third, the largest, was a blazing orange and red fusion. There was a 4th color, one whose black blur could even be seen against the Realmspaces vastness itself."
"I have been checking in the same location of the skies now. 4 days going, and not until today did things change. My invention of the Binoculosaurouscope is ingenious! I can see vast distances into the skies and behind, but never did I anticipate this! I think the figures are battling, and it's hard to say for what or what."
"I think my eyes are still adjusting to the exterior lightning of the very gleaming gems above, or I am horribly sleep depraved. I can only observe the "interaction" during the night, so I trust my eyes are fine. But 5 days now? It looks like the same motions, and the same patterns, are being done. The repetition starts anew and reoccurs when I witness a large cubical-like pattern, chess game colored, engulf the four combatants, and they commence in the same sort of fluid motions and light-on-light clashing force."
Through the spectacular binoculars made by the deep gnome, his binoculosaurouscope (it is big), we peer into a past important plot scene deep into the Mesosphere...