*an oldie.... one of ye ancient gems found in storage.... clouds are dinosaur souls looking for a way off earth, trying to fulfill interstellar fate. they change shape because perfection is a fluid thing, a concept exposed from snowflake babies falling from their bellies. some saw their melted bodies rise, and learned a larger truth: they were reincarnations seeking cyclic break. the wise ones fought to form higher and finally became awake. stars are escaped dinosaur clouds that traveled too much in outer space; that gave up, stayed put, went to sleep. their dreams create fusion beacons to others, warning: do not come here leave me alone. the sleeping giants know to gather warps gravity which collapses into holes, but they’re old, their death, for now, is indefinitely postponed, so they became fossilized dinosaur bones.
This is really really wonderful! I adored the concept of the clouds giving birth to snow whichgoes through a whole cycle, only to return to a cloud and be born again.
