Cloud Covers

“How’s it goin’, Nim?” called a breathy voice. He looked up. And up. And to the side. There was Cirrus, waving and smiling.

“Er… it’s a breeze.” He paused. “How ’bout you?”

“Clear skies here.”

“Cool, cool.” Nimbostratus faced forward again, his harness jangling. With utmost care he applied another layer of white. Now just to add a touch of grey…

“I saw Cumulo yesterday,” Cirrus flurried. She never could stay still.

“Mm-hmm.” Dip. Paint.

Cirrus also disliked inattention. She dropped in altitude. “He said: BOOM!

“AAAH!” Nimbostratus yelled.

“Looks a bit greyer than initially predicted,” the weatherman noted.



Carrot Ranch Literary Society Prompt



14 thoughts on “Cloud Covers

  1. TanGental September 9, 2018 / 2:44 am

    Really not fair, cloud scaring. They’re sensitive things, a bit flaky but silvery on the inside. Still good to know he can still Boom. And love the make up darling!

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    • Chelsea Owens September 9, 2018 / 7:06 am

      You’re right, of course. Clouds just need a few more layers and they go from wispy to downright formidable.

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  2. Charli Mills September 12, 2018 / 11:18 pm

    Chelsea, you’ve broadened my horizons with such personality to cloud and clever use of scientific names and attributes. You twist to the weatherman perspective is a perfect conclusion.

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