On a late August night in Kingston, Ontario, I was drawn outside by an unusual sight in the sky. Two bright lights, glimmering sharply, appeared in the southwestern horizon, traveling slowly yet steadily apart.
They moved in perfect alignment, quietly cutting a path southeast that lasted for about one minute. The sight was eerily mesmerising — a fleeting spectacle of glimmering orbs that seemed to dance beyond explanation. The clarity of their movement and the luminous nature of these shapes left no doubt that I was witnessing something out of the ordinary.
It was a brief encounter, a whispered mystery against the night, but one that stirred a deep curiosity and wonder about the possibility of life beyond our mundane skies.