The Cloud Creatures: On a bright, sunny day when the blue sky had puffy white and gray clouds floating in it, four of the clouds were talking.
"I can hear some people talking about us." said a cloud looking down on the earth called Squirrel. "They're saying we're so beautiful, different every moment and in many shapes of animals, people, and sometimes just lumps or shapeless. They say one cloud makes up all the others, which is true."
"I hear them" said a smiling cloud face named Happy. "One is telling of a day he watched one certain group of clouds that looked like a parade."
"Now he's drawing some pictures." remarked a bumpy cloud, Nosy.
"Hey, they're of us!" said Big Feet." excitedly. "Oh don't change now, Happy." But all of them floated into different shapes, gradually enough for the man to draw pictures. "There." he said when he'd finished. "Some Cloud Creatures."
"I like that name." said Squirrel who was a Nothing at the moment. Cloud Creatures."
And if you look up in the sky on a cloudy day, you may see those four Cloud Creatures, bigger, smaller, in more or less parts, or in much different shapes, but it will be those four, all right.
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