| The angels nimbly cavalcade leaping like gazelles, prancing, dancing swirling, whirling, legs, arms sleek satin gossamer crackles against the midnight sky cutting torrents in the stars, a sudden surge like fragrance permeates the heavens as synchronized angelic movements, fluid and precise to the second explode, sparkling like rushing thundering water shimmering hues of violet, indigo, crimson, azure and gold cascading again and again soaring into the far reaches of the universe and giving all glory to the King of Kings as they welcome one more soul into His kingdom. An astronomer keeping all night vigil detects sudden movement and shifting patterns inside the Great Nebula of Orion. "Another one, " he murmers into his tape recorder. |
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