A lovely light blue sky hung over the soft dawn. Wispy grey clouds were dispersing.
There was one that didn't seem to move. I stared at it for a while wondering why it was so obstinate. Why wouldn't it move. Some special cloud!
It was a light grey in colour and through it the powdery blue sky seemed to peep through its translucent body. Why wouldn't it let the wind carry it? What was it holding on to that it was so immune to the strong gusts that took its brethren away.
Then it dawned on me. It was the moon that was just about to set.
There was one that didn't seem to move. I stared at it for a while wondering why it was so obstinate. Why wouldn't it move. Some special cloud!
It was a light grey in colour and through it the powdery blue sky seemed to peep through its translucent body. Why wouldn't it let the wind carry it? What was it holding on to that it was so immune to the strong gusts that took its brethren away.
Then it dawned on me. It was the moon that was just about to set.
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