Aurora Borealis

By: Laura K.

I only saw the Northern Lights once in my life. I was on an overnight flight to Amsterdam. Nobody announced anything; I just happened to get up to pee and stretch, at some unholy hour of the night.

Something caught my eye out the window on the other side of the plane. I crossed over to the bulkhead, careful not to trip on the legs of a quietly snoring man.

An enormous, unreal light show flared out across the horizon, rippling purple and green.  I don’t remember anyone else awake. I stared in silent wonder until exhaustion beat even this.

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