The Cloud That Refused to Move
A Sky That Stood Still
Above a quiet town, a single cloud remained motionless for years. Scientists came, puzzled. Children laughed and drew faces on it. Elders said the cloud guarded something. One evening, lightning burst from the cloud without rain, etching symbols across the sky. A linguist later discovered they spelled an ancient phrase: “Stay where you are until your heart arrives.” When the cloud finally drifted away, many left the town as well—realizing they had been waiting for permission to begin again.
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