You are standing on an empty beach at night. The wind chills, and grey clouds drift low overhead, glowing as if lit from within.
The full moon reflects off the surf and the dark wet sand.
The clouds suddenly glow brighter and begin to part -
The Aurora are in full display, columns of light reaching down from infinity, painting stripes and curves across the sky. You breath deeply and are filled with a feeling of awe.
Just as you are looking up, a white feather drops onto your shoulder.