As the evening sky draped Edmonton in hues of twilight, an otherworldly phenomenon caught my eye. While out bicycling, I chanced upon a spectral object—a disk-shaped apparition, its lower half glowing a pale white, the upper portion tinted with the faintest shade of grey. It hovered silently above, an enigma suspended in the deepening dusk.
My gaze was drawn twice to this strange celestial visitor; the most recent sighting just minutes before eight fifteen. The mysterious disk remained aloft for a full ten minutes, elusive and beyond the grasp of earthly explanation. Though others may doubt, I bear sincere testament to the moment — no embellishment, no deceit.
Regrettably, the entity vanished into the night, leaving behind no proof but the memory etched upon my mind. I offer an image reminiscent of the celestial visitor, though it falls short of capturing the true essence of its distant glow and ethereal presence.
Such sightings tempt one to question the veil between this world and others, a whisper on the wind that beckons the curious to peer upward and ponder. In the stillness of that evening, beneath Edmonton’s vast heavens, the disk’s silent vigil left an indelible impression—a mystery lingering like the fading light.