While wandering the Toronto Bluffs, camera in hand, I aimed to capture the serene beauty of the landscape. However, one photograph revealed something far beyond the ordinary—a striking, white octagonal shape suspended in the sky. The image has since haunted me, its mystery refusing to fade despite every rational attempt to explain it.
This object had perfect symmetry, eight equal sides forming an octagon, unlike anything resembling the moon, a planet, or a simple reflection. No conventional explanation seems to fit. It’s as if the sky itself was concealing a secret, shimmering with a faint haze or aura that added an otherworldly quality to what I captured.
The experience left me intrigued and deeply unsettled, caught between skepticism and wonder. This sighting over Toronto challenges what we believe we know about our skies and invites us to look beyond the surface, to question the familiar—and to wonder what otherworldly visitors might be silently watching from the heavens.