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E.M Redshaw
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A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
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Northern Lights
I stayed up a few nights this winter watching this view from my bed as I tried to fall asleep. And some nights I stayed up setting up my camera and tripod to try to capture the magic.
At 2am one night in March, when most of the town was asleep, I was awake with the sky dancing with flaming auroras. Waiting, holding my breath, for what felt like forever for my camera's shutter to... well, shut.
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“Though her freckled, tawny skin gleamed with sweat and melting snow dripped down her cloak, cold chills skittered up Emery’s spine. She was on fire, even in the coldest winter days, but the blue-clad guards’ presence below made her feel cold.”
― A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
― A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
“The air outside was sharp and the wind fickle, clouds moving across the sky in patters that resembled spilled milk on a kitchen table. That was, if the milk had been left out on the table for three weeks and turned grey.”
― A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
― A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
“We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.”
― If This Isn't Nice, What Is?: Advice for the Young
― If This Isn't Nice, What Is?: Advice for the Young
“Though her freckled, tawny skin gleamed with sweat and melting snow dripped down her cloak, cold chills skittered up Emery’s spine. She was on fire, even in the coldest winter days, but the blue-clad guards’ presence below made her feel cold.”
― A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
― A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
“The air outside was sharp and the wind fickle, clouds moving across the sky in patters that resembled spilled milk on a kitchen table. That was, if the milk had been left out on the table for three weeks and turned grey.”
― A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
― A Raveling Night: Embers in the Wind
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