Northern Lights IX
In the deepest of night far away in the frozen northern lands that reach the very top of our beautiful planet there is a magic that can be witnessed on clear cold nights. It comes with a rush, appearing silently in the inky sky overhead with streams of brightly coloured light that dance and wave through the atmosphere to their own unheard beats.
Below the quaint harbour village sleeps, unaware of the show being held above, but the lights don't care, they don't appear for tiny mortals with fleeting lives. They have come since the dawn of time, enchanting those lucky enough to see them, intoxicating them with desire to see them again.