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The Aurora's StoryChristmas is only a little more than a week away. How fitting that this night, God used the sky to tell of Jesus' sacrifice, brought by His birth as a human.
Tonight I got a call.
"Hey Kjelse," a familiar male voice answered. "How're you doing?"
"Hi Jordan! Good. How are you?"
"Pretty good." We said a couple things, mostly along the way of normal "how was your day" type sentences. Then he said, "Look outside. The Northern Lights are in the sky!"
I went outside…soon saying good-bye. The sky to the north was covered in a luminous glow, a pale green. I watched it, and it grew larger, and straight pillars of light reached out from the wide strip. Other light formations looked like curtains, and the strip was ever-changing, ever-dancing.
And the stars! The sky was completely clear, and the air was crisp enough to make one shiver, yet also very refreshing in its winter way. The stars shone bright, begging for me to pull away my attention from the aurora. I could see t
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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