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Feb. 5, 2009 Sitting and talking to her he was tired. He could see her aura or some energy field around her head and shoulders. He noticed that if he tried to look directly at it that it disappeared but that when he looked at her more directly it reappeared. Always he saw this field as white. Soon the sun was setting. It seemed like the night came so rapidly in those days, like someone had thrown a switch. Only night then. He thanked the ways of electric light. He prayed for the season to end. Sometimes it seemed like the entire world ached or else had become bleached and drained of something vital. But there was that aura, that white. ------------ About the Author: For more of Brian's short stories, visit his website: http://www.freewebs.com/storyandstory/. Email Brian Barbeito: Brian1750@Hotmail.com Comment on this article here! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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