He loved the magic within him, to defy gravity and to transform himself
into any shape he desired, a bunny, a puppy , a baby, a bearded old man, in
a jiffy.
The disappearing act was his favourite. His friend, the wind,
helped him perform this and the little cloud could always vanish into thin air.
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Beautifully written as always
ReplyDeleteTotally loved it
Missed your posts
Keep writing
Sue
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ReplyDeleteLove it. I didn't guess that it was about a little cloud. I kept thinking about a magician till the end. Glad to see you writing again, dad. Keep it up :)
ReplyDeletePS. Nice change of background and the header :D