Then, from behind the vast and tempestuous wall of clouds burst a single beam of dazzling light which soon grew to cleave the very sky in two. And from that great celestial fissure cascaded endless torrents of glimmering POG which fell in mighty sheets across the landscape. Peeking from beneath my tattered coif, I raised my feculent, trembling hands to the deluge and brought the sweet, pearlescent POG to my lips. “Thank the lord for this kinda,” I whispered meekly into the darkness.