On the Edge of Miracles — Jamie Gandy

“Though it is an eerie sight to behold, it is also quite breathtaking, don't you think Nayeli?” “It is,” I agree. Blinking open my eyes I gaze at the sky for some time before I see a thin simmer of blue, amidst the flawless darkness. “Papa, why does the light not beat the darkness?”, I inquire curiously. He moves his gaze sideways to me, as he speaks. “That will not always be, Nayeli.” I smile big at his words. I carefully release the reins to keep Hope from jumping off the mare. Then, I shift my leg behind the horse and quickly dismount. As soon as my feet hit the ground, I dash in front of the two horses and wave an arm across the infinite sky. “Whoosh! And a booming voice will say: ‘Darkness, get away from my children. Get away from my kids,' and God tosses darkness into the next worlds, into hell, away from His children!”, I proclaim proudly. My papa beams down at me from his perch on the tall palomino. “Good thing we are on the winning side, huh?” he warmly chuckles.