Ember and the Cloud Who Forgot to Float
Ember the tiny dragon meets a puffy cloud who’s afraid of heights. Together, they discover the coziest spot in the sky—where worries drift away like dandelion seeds.
Meet Ember
A tiny dragon who collects warm breezes and shares them with nervous clouds.
Her breath makes gentle gusts that lift things without a sound.
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One day, Ember said to a puffy white cloud— "Why are you sitting so low?" The cloud sighed. My strings feel tangled today. Ember tilted her head. "Strings?" "The ones that hold me up," the cloud whispered. "What if they snap?" Ember stretched her wings. Whoooosh—a warm gust swirled around them. The cloud wobbled. My strings feel tangled today. "Want to try something?" Ember asked. "Close your eyes." The cloud squeezed them shut. Ember nudged her gently upward. Up... up... just a little. The cloud peeked. "I’m still here." Ember grinned. "Told you." They floated together—soft, slow, no rush. The cloud’s edges curled into a smile. My strings feel tangled today. But maybe... maybe they didn’t need to be perfect. The sun dipped low. The sky turned peach and gold. Ember yawned, her fire flickering like a candle. The cloud settled beside her. Just two friends, warm and quiet. No more words. Just floating. And Ember found her answer.
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