An all-too familiar subject since the advent of high-ISO digital. Usually with rugged rock formation, lighthouse, windmill, distant city lights and a bit of light-painting.
As if it's not awesome (in the original meaning) enough in itself.
When I'd processed this that night, I sat at my laptop in a little town on Tasmania's west coast, uttering profanities in disbelief, incredulous that my camera had captured something so wondrous. There's a shooting star at the right, which I never noticed at the time. Another image shortly after also had one, parallel and same length but in a slightly different place. Must have been a meteorite shower.
Wicked awesome Chris!