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full of lights creating a beautiful dance. There were no swirling clouds full of light or bizarre, unexplainable events, just an incredibly brilliant lightshow, courtesy of the closest star’s solar flares.
    Ashlyn leaned back against Mark as they contemplated the breathtaking sight. His arms had already been around her, but now he held her more tightly.
    “Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?” she asked.
    When he didn’t answer, she t urned her head to look back up at him.
    He gazed deeply into her eyes and then smiled, “Never.”
    A knowing smile curved the side of her mouth as she turned again to the sky, with its mesmerizing, brilliantly undulating hues.
     
    ***
    Deep within the Earth’s core, spinning pools of magma were appearing with more and more frequency, their contrary flow expelling enormous amounts of electromagnetic power. Far out in the Atlantic Ocean an explosive stream of electromagnetic energy shot up through the deep water into the atmosphere. The area through which it had ascended began to spin, a greenish glow matching a shimmering, swirling mist above. Almost instantly, a bank of storm clouds formed, twisting like an inverted cyclone high into the night sky. Strange lights waved in and out of odd formations that would have caused some concern if anyone had been there to watch.

Chapter 4
     
    Integrity can be neither lost nor concealed nor faked
    nor quenched, nor artificially come by nor outlived, nor, I believe, in the
    long run, denied. — Eudora Welty
    ~
     
    In the morning, not having found anything that they had been looking for, they made the decision to head back to Bimini Island to pick up Stewart. Because there were only two of them, they fit nicely at the helm of the flybridge.
    It was seventy-five degrees, the sun was shining, and there was a slight breeze. It was October twenty-ninth, and soon it would be a little too chilly for doing much in the way of diving.
    Ashlyn had her eyes closed with her head leaning back. Mark thought she was asleep until she asked, “Will you stop diving when the weather isn’t so perfect next month?”
    “ That all depends on whether I find anything interesting enough to make it worth it. Generally I stay out of cold water—” he shivered “—I grew up in Wisconsin.”
    She raised her eyebrows. “You’re a long way from home.”
    “Have you ever been there?” he asked.
    “No,” she stated as if it were an appalling thought.
    He laughed softly, “Don’t like the cold either, huh?”
    She met his eyes and shook her head vehemently.
    “I can take you ice fishing if you ever change your mind,” he teased.
    She cringed, and then she turned back to look at the pristine, more importantly, warm, water, “No thank you.”
    “ Was it just pleasure diving in Hawaii?”
    “ Hawaii?—” She furrowed her brow momentarily “—oh …yeah.”
    He eyed her strangely. “You don’t remember where you grew up?”
    An odd expression crossed her face, “It’s complicated.”
    He waited for more—puzzled, but when she didn’t look at him, he dropped it.
    “I can‘t get over the color of the water, it’s so …blue. That really doesn’t describe it. You know what I mean, right?” she asked him.
    “ It’s that different from Hawaii?” He asked, surprised.
    “Haven’t you been there?”
    “No.” He shook his head .
    “Why in the world haven’t you? Y ou own a yacht; you live on it for heaven’s sake—” she continued passionately “—I would have traveled across the entire world by now.”
    “I guess I’ve been preoccupied with the Triangle since I got it. Besides —” he shrugged “—what is so great about Hawaii?”
    “Hey, if you don’t know, telling you wouldn’t make a difference —” she rolled her eyes “—how long have you been here?”
    “Five years .”
    She stared out at the endless water before them. “You’ve been looking for this evidence for that long?”
    “No, I just hung out in the Bahamas