A shining stone called from the foot of a mountain.
The eyes of the cloud blinked tiredly, and stretched themselves awake. She yawned and moaned and extended her arms into the air. Her back folded out and she lifted herself from her bed, that still slept softly beneath her. A cubic head emerged from over the ledge and looked downward. One eye blinked quietly and the pale pink iris scanned the faraway lands below.
The eyes of the cloud blinked tiredly, and stretched themselves awake. She yawned and moaned and extended her arms into the air. Her back folded out and she lifted herself from her bed, that still slept softly beneath her. A cubic head emerged from over the ledge and looked downward. One eye blinked quietly and the pale pink iris scanned the faraway lands below.
"I am here!"
And with this, the stone lifted the dirt and roots beneath him and threw two limbs into the air, where they hardened and stuck straight from the ground. He smiled slightly uncomfortably yet was quite pleased with his crooked arm and leg.
The creature in the clouds stood incredulous. She glanced about, wondering if the gulls had seen this magical sight but they seemed to be flying ignorantly around her as usual. The cubic headed girl merely stood rigidly, keeping the eye fixed upon the uneven ground.
The sun seemed to beam now, and the rock lapped up the rays. A creeping smile came across his face and simultaneously a common sparrow perched upon his outstretched and coarsely crafted hand.
A gust of wind blew from above and upon it flew a flock of friendly sparrows. They clasped to their places upon the arms and legs of the creature and began to flap steadily.
"Oh."
The creature in the clouds stood incredulous. She glanced about, wondering if the gulls had seen this magical sight but they seemed to be flying ignorantly around her as usual. The cubic headed girl merely stood rigidly, keeping the eye fixed upon the uneven ground.
The sun seemed to beam now, and the rock lapped up the rays. A creeping smile came across his face and simultaneously a common sparrow perched upon his outstretched and coarsely crafted hand.
A gust of wind blew from above and upon it flew a flock of friendly sparrows. They clasped to their places upon the arms and legs of the creature and began to flap steadily.
"Oh."
And the rock began to twitch newly formed eyes.
They beat the air with many wings and the arms and legs of a frail figure were strung out from the roots and clay underground. As the creature emerged piece by piece, the girl could see that this was not a stone at all, but a seed pod for a head, and a body crafted by the hands of the earth. As his body was freed, the birds released the arms and hands of the creature and curiously flew about the head. Instinctively, the first sparrow took a light peck at the glowing seed. A speck of the external coating was chipped away and gave the birds a glance into the abundant supply below the surface. In a moment, his grin was torn downwards by talons and beaks and a frenzied feast ensued. He did nothing but feel, for the first time in his solitary life, as the birds revealed a gooey underlayer to his face. Dripping with warmth, he could feel wetness running down the curves and see bright colors surrounding him. It was a curious sensation and as the feathered friends departed in flight, he sighed at the demise of his newly formed face.
They beat the air with many wings and the arms and legs of a frail figure were strung out from the roots and clay underground. As the creature emerged piece by piece, the girl could see that this was not a stone at all, but a seed pod for a head, and a body crafted by the hands of the earth. As his body was freed, the birds released the arms and hands of the creature and curiously flew about the head. Instinctively, the first sparrow took a light peck at the glowing seed. A speck of the external coating was chipped away and gave the birds a glance into the abundant supply below the surface. In a moment, his grin was torn downwards by talons and beaks and a frenzied feast ensued. He did nothing but feel, for the first time in his solitary life, as the birds revealed a gooey underlayer to his face. Dripping with warmth, he could feel wetness running down the curves and see bright colors surrounding him. It was a curious sensation and as the feathered friends departed in flight, he sighed at the demise of his newly formed face.
A quiet voice then rang clear like a bell. "In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king."
He smiled and laughed at the clouds.
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