The sky over

Harry scanned the horizon. He feverishly twisted the optical focus on the binoculars clasped to his brow. They were here.

Over head thin whisps of light circled. Blue-green with some white specks. They danced across the visible heavens, seeming to sway hypnotically in time to some unknown cosmic dance known only to the mysteries of the universe.

Yes, they were here; it was real.

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