Deviating From The Script

It was a silent night, at least initially - calm - but bright.  Much brighter, in fact, than the average night.  The local radio had mentioned that the full moon would appear larger and brighter - something about the rotation of the earth.  The radio also mentioned the influx of visitors from afar, drawn by the glowing sky, however the radio failed to mention the exact rhyme and reason for at least one of the visitors.  Peace, or conquest, it motives were up in the air, crackling with static electricity.