What people saw above Ikaria was not a craft, but a collision of light, ice, and atmosphere playing directly with the brain. At sunrise and sunset, sunlight cuts through thicker air, bending around ice crystals and dust into halos, pillars, and hovering shapes that seem solid. Over the sea, stacked layers of warm and cold air twist that light even further, lifting distant objects into impossible positions and turning the horizon into a subtle lens.
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