On the edge and off the avenue

[sovay]

I had not thought there were any meteor showers of consequence this month, but it seems that the swift pale streak between the telephone wires southwest of Cassiopeia belonged to the September Epsilon Perseids, so named despite their radiant in β Persei, the demon-star of Algol. I can hope it was not wildfire drift that accounted for the candle-tint of the half-moon, which was doing its autumnal trick of hanging like a lantern in the not yet leafless trees. The last of this summer's monarchs flew just before sunset, the twenty-second of her name.

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[chanter1944]

May her descendants number among the benevolent legion of the northeast, stained glass brilliant and whimsical. Forgive me, please, for the borderline Biblical paraphrase. First thing that came to mind.