“You have to come see this,” John said. He stood at the open sliding door to the deck, looking up. “All the colors bright as can be.”
The sky was wild, blue and orange, with a beautiful eerie light that felt significant. The rainbow shot through it all as if it belonged there, even lighting up the trees that tried to hide it.
I thought as I looked that if I lived in some other time, all of this might mean something.
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