10Apr By dansloat 07. Him The ribbon now tore through the sky, receding into darkness as the crisp night air now enveloped the space that was only moments ago alive with crackles and the scent of ozone. The wind was now dying down to a soft breeze and all eyes ascended toward the sky; watching in awe as the mysterious phenomenon passed into legend.All eyes except, of course, those two pair that were locked in mutual amazement. A new life for both an un-expecting father and a child birthed from the xenogeneic brush of two lovers. Something new from something very old.As the man held the child he noticed a strange marking on its tiny arm. For a moment he was sure that he saw it glow. Share on Facebook Share Share on TwitterTweet