the roll of shame

It was still the honeymoon phase of my relationship with film photography. I loaded a roll of CineStill 800T into my Nikkormat FTn.

The bliss as I saw the flock of sky lanterns ascend into the night sky, each one a bright specular source of light against the darkness. Like they were begging to be rendered on my film and cast a halation glow.

It was like straght out of a scene from blade runner when I saw the fibers of Torontonian traffic from the CN Tower at night.

I gingerly released the shutter and captured.

Blank. The leader never caught the spool. All black.