I came to the land of ice and stars without hope. Time seemed to be eroding my mind. I was dwelling on the past obsessively and when I wasn’t, I was obsessing about my never ending future. The glow of the northern lights took my breath away. The image of violet streaks sliding across the sky was all I could see, all I could think about. Awed, I just stood there marveling at the shifting ribbons of color above me. Every once in a while I would close my eyes and think back to this place ten years ago, a hundred years ago, four hundred years ago. The landscapes had indeed changed over time but not the sky...It always dances for me.
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