There were no more surprises that day until the sky began to darken. She looked to the west. “Oh!” she gasped, as a face formed before her eyes. “Hello!” she called. “I guess the Universe is always saying hello,” she said as the clouds rearranged themselves and the light faded from the sky. “You just…
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Like gossamer dream catchers, clouds lay down upon the sky where their filaments collect hope and desire as fragile as a wish.
If I were going to make a movie in the style of Hitchcock, she thought, I would include this silhouetted tree, with this brooding sky behind it.
Great bird stretched its wings. Trees shook with delight for miles.
And there before her eyes was the largest spirograph drawing she had ever seen.
She looked up and thought the sky was on fire. Realized, with a touch of disappointment, that it was merely the sun playing with the clouds.
Valkyrie rises with the dawn. The precursor to some poor soul’s nightmare.
The next morning she woke to purple cloud kittens frolicking across the sky.
