Part 1 of Essay
The night sky of Neton was a clear one. The deep blue, almost a black but well illuminated by the bright full moon, glistened with a pattern of twinkling stars. The background light from Brisbane was almost nonexistent, a pleasant change of atmosphere that was rarely appreciated by most. Except Jane. She loved the clear ....

Part 2 of Essay
.... wish had to be strongly formed in one's mind, or else it would dissipate with all the other bits of wishful thinking that took place in the night. She tried to form an image, . She almost had it. She slowly opened her eyes and visualized... Max. Standing at the door and was looking at her with an air of mild curiosity. "HEY Jane" he yelled! " What the hell are you doing ?" Jane nearly fell backwards. He was no vision! That idiot was once again eavesdropping on her! "I WAS making a wish, you jerk!" she blur ....