Paix sur la terre
Night falls somewhere on earth. Here and there, egg-shaped objects cross the sky and crash to the ground. Shortly afterwards, empty seats and fishing rods stuck in the grass are found. Everything becomes strangely quiet.
Night falls somewhere on earth. Here and there, egg-shaped objects cross the sky and crash to the ground. Shortly afterwards, empty seats and fishing rods stuck in the grass are found. Everything becomes strangely quiet.
