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I woke up to the sudden puff of wind. On earth it can blow in your face, but when its windy here we must duck for cover. Our homes can be destroyed and people can die or get injured badly. We are Cloudians. How were we formed? No one knows. There are myths and legends of us saying we are mutants with human like similarities. In fact, we believe that we look just like humans. All of us have the same color hair; white and blonde. When you're born to when you're 18 your hair is blonde. Your life here is short. You die at a early age. The longest living Cloudian was 33. He was our king. His name was Intorio. Ever since his death we are now equals. We have no king and no leader and no parents. Our average death is 25. I don't mind my dying early because we die of natural causes. Are natural causes are humanoid planes. When they go thru our city clouds tons of us die. Plus, another natural cause is the wind. I went to grab my sister. She was my only relative. Her name is Siara. She is 18 and she is freaking out that her blondeness is leaving her. I am 16. I don't mind my dying early. It seems fine for me. Cause no one can plant out babies here until someone dies. We are currently working on hitting land. Only one of us has survived. But we think he has drowned in our clouds water. Time to die. This wind would brush me away and I have nothing left to live for. As you get older here we fill up and get heavier that our cloud tips. Thats how you humans get water. Not your humanoid scientific myths. I ran through the corridors and slashed in the face by wind pushed me back into Siara and she fell. I ran after her but there was nothing left to do. She was gone. It was sudden. It was fast. Right like that. Our cloud was bursting. There was a big hole in it and many were falling. Almost everyone was gone and when I fell I was the last one. We were all going to die because of me. I was falling to my final seconds. I watched everyone go down to Earth. Maybe some of us would survive. Maybe not. As we got closer to Earth I saw something blue. It was gorgeous. It was sparkly. I reached my hands to it realizing that it must be land. I saw my fellow Cloudians hit it. They floated for a second and burst into water. Oh no! This wasn't any ordinary land. It was cloud. At least it used to be. I tryed to move away to the green stuff. Not knowing what it was I started to float to it. There were people waiting for me. A welcome? Did someone tell hem I was coming? They looked like me. Humans? I felt something hard on me. And I looked up. it was a humanoid boy. He set me down and I fell down and couldn't get up. I was to light, living in the sky and all. So he picked me up again and put me inside some weird thing. It was mechanical. I heard a vroom vroom. I thought he was going to kill me. He started talking to me and asking me questions and he wanted to know why I fell from the sky. I didn't answer so he said, "Skydiving? Without a parachute?" I just nodded and very slowly I drifted to a clouded up sleep.
TO BE CONTINUED
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- by Bubblious11 |
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- | Submitted on 02/14/2009 |
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- Title: People on clouds
- Artist: Bubblious11
- Description: People living in the sky... clouds.
- Date: 02/14/2009
- Tags: people clouds magic cool interesting
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