Energetic Halos

When Francis prayed his mind would object, reminding him of the duties of the world still yet to be performed; and when he turned his work to the practical, the Heavens called, saying "why do you deny us?".

Of course his days and nights were not all such distraction; they were content and enlivened, particularly by the auras that he could see, illuminating every living thing before him.

These energetic halos explained much of the mood and the nature of the plant or the animal, the rock or the man about him - to Francis the whole world glowed in code, and each explained themselves with this obvious and apparent auric display.

Francesco closed his eyes. He could feel the damp pat of the night's dew.

He could hear the hum from the town five miles down, as the sounds flew up with the wind to where he lay resting, and if he focused intently, he could even make out the garbled conversations flying close by, about in the ethers.


-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second 

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