Lake Becking

December 13, 2015

We had small head lamps, as Michael and I briskly moved to the west following the circle exit, he had taken off the light and was waving it underneath a large pink sheet that was covering his head and much of his body. As he ran away from me and then returning to pass me again a small, shadowy silhouette of a dancing figure could clearly be seen, arms flailing, changing in scale, Michaels agile body was being propelled by this animated figure of light and shadow. I couldn’t believe my eyes, and yet the vision seemed entirely consistent with what I was feeling and the atmosphere of the night.

 

 

 

 

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