The Cloud Reader

Lying in a meadow full of wild flowers, Nate watched as clouds drifted across the blue expanse above him.

Slowly changing symbols, each with a story to tell, a message to impart.

He loved to watch the clouds in summer.

Perhaps that was why he was wise beyond his years.

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