Late night encounter
Apr. 5th, 2009 11:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fitzwTravelling along a country road, late at night. Headlights illuminating pavement, guard rails, reflectors. The road follows a small river, curving back and forth as it winds up into the hills. The gibbous moon shines down through branches still bare of leaves, but the way is narrow and dark. In the distance behind, lights from a following car can be seen intermittently, as the curve of the road brings them in line with us and then away again.
A glow is seen ahead, pale, pink and green and blue and gold, appearing and disappearing as the road curves. This is no reflection; the road never curves so that the headlights of the car are directly towards the glow. It is always just to one side, always out of line.
Closer now, the glow separates into multiple glows, indistinct through the trees, set back from the road, across the river. As we get closer, the separate glows begin to take on the appearance of a ring of small, glowing, foot-high, multicolor stones surrounding a larger, oddly shaped stone, larger than a man. The glow is not strong enough to light the ground on which these objects rest; they seem to float in their own space. No other lights illuminate the area among the trees.
Then, as we are about to pass the place where the glows come from, the image resolves itself. A ring of some two dozen glowing eggs surround a large, dimly glowing Easter bunny, with the black silhouettes of trees hiding and revealing them.
And then we are past, continuing our journey. The darkness closes in again, pushed back by the headlights and the occasional glimpses of the moon. The glow disappears behind.
A glow is seen ahead, pale, pink and green and blue and gold, appearing and disappearing as the road curves. This is no reflection; the road never curves so that the headlights of the car are directly towards the glow. It is always just to one side, always out of line.
Closer now, the glow separates into multiple glows, indistinct through the trees, set back from the road, across the river. As we get closer, the separate glows begin to take on the appearance of a ring of small, glowing, foot-high, multicolor stones surrounding a larger, oddly shaped stone, larger than a man. The glow is not strong enough to light the ground on which these objects rest; they seem to float in their own space. No other lights illuminate the area among the trees.
Then, as we are about to pass the place where the glows come from, the image resolves itself. A ring of some two dozen glowing eggs surround a large, dimly glowing Easter bunny, with the black silhouettes of trees hiding and revealing them.
And then we are past, continuing our journey. The darkness closes in again, pushed back by the headlights and the occasional glimpses of the moon. The glow disappears behind.
