the skies bled out heading far South chasing the polar lights an energy so strong resembling a geomagnetic storm a force I could barely fathom weakening the magnetosphere peeling it open like an onion all the stars outshined leaving them smoldering with envy sunspotting in the galaxy slowly losing their luster and collapsing into dwarfness. thereβs just something in the way your flickering lights enchant the naked eye like dancing glittery curtains across the night sky... I am utterly besotted by you.