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“If you live to be a hundred you might never see anything half as beautiful as this.”

Northern lights. She let out a gasp as a myriad of colors undulated across the sky. Greens. White. A splash of red appeared. Violet streaks of light shimmered across the sky.

She tilted her head back and stared up at the heavens in wonder. “How is this happening?”

Boone’s explanation came swiftly. “It’s a storm of sorts. The effect comes from directional changes in the earth’s magnetic field. Our ancestors theorized it was past and future events being displayed across the sky.”

She raised her hand toward the vibrating lights. It felt as if she might be able to reach out and grab hold of the bright, flashing waves.

“It’s magnificent,” she said. It was almost as if a painter had made the sky their canvas and splashed paint all over the heavens.

“Beautiful,” Boone said with a sigh.

When she turned toward him, his eyes were focused solely on her. He wasn’t even gazing at the aurora borealis.

An Alaskan Wedding

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