Twas another one of those comfortable fall nights for Octavia as she rested in her home, Vinyl off at a gig, when she noticed the sky far above starting to glow and dance with the most unusual of lights. Stepping outside to better watch the show, the faint melodies of music could just about be heard on the wind as the reds, maroons, silvers, and golds of the auroras mixed and flowed together, keeping the music mare quite well entranced by the lights for perhaps a bit longer than she intended. Still, a small case of freely-flowing magic producing such a show was never too alarming a sight, and surely there wasn’t too much to be concerned over, anyhow - aside from perhaps a small case of the sniffles, with how chilly it was.