20 brown paper candles, 5 LED lamps...the cave glows in the dark canyon, gold & blue. an awesome sight, a special celebration, a unique doorway in space and time. tonight, the cave-mouth will open to the alignment of the winter solstice sunrise with the moon, Pluto, and the Galactic Center.

but R has been hiking 12hrs through a snowstorm—breathing like an astronaut in his fleece and rubberspace-suit—a gargantuan pack filled with recording equipment strapped to his back. he is now exhausted, somewhat absent. JP's crippling chironic wound is once more ignited. soon he is burning with a sense of failure as the mission collapses unto itself.

the candle papers catch on fire, smoke fills the cave…Apollo crash!

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