Flowers Clouds Novels & Stories

VERENA I look around and find myself floating in a realm of ethereal beauty. Below me, clouds drift lazily, like cotton candy scattered across a vast canvas. The sky above is a brilliant blue, unmarred by a single cloud. The air is crisp and clean, filled with a sense of peace and tranquility. I feel a sense of calm wash over me, as if I'm weightless, floating on air. I've never felt so serene, so at peace. It's as if all my worries and fears have melted away, leaving only pure bliss.

Especially to watch the sea of clouds seemed dancing in the wind. His face beamed with admiration as he turned around and peered to the lofty waterfall behind, colorful flowers squeezing each other on both sides of the falls. The rocks underneath were shimmering gold, scattered above and underwater—mushrooms of different sizes sprawling around, majority red and blue. The place was so magical that he had to close his eyes for a moment and open it again to be sure he did not imagine things.

It was a lazy Sunday morning, and they had decided to spend it together, enjoying the simple pleasures of life. As Rose stood in front of the mirror, gripping the hair dryer, Liam playfully took it from her hands. He blew a teasing stream of air onto her damp hair, causing it to dance and flutter. She giggled, feeling the rush of air on her scalp, as Liam expertly dried her hair. Outside the window, the clouds drifted across the sky, their fluffy formations constantly changing shape. They ruffled here and there with elegance, their movements captivating both Rose and Liam. It was as if the sky was putting on a show just for them.

I dashed to that thing. “Zeve! Where are you going?” As expected, Amor ran after me. Morfan and others stayed at some distance while I plucked the Snowystals. The crystal flowers that bloom only in the snow. I had read about them in books, but never saw one in real life. Transparent petals of ice with blue veins like snowflakes. Slight blue tint and scent like that of rose dancing with petrichor. Looked like lilies, but petals stretched out like hibiscus.

Cosway's testiness doesn't help but she refuses to give up on me. With a deep breath, I try again, exhaling the bad, inhaling the good. I'm standing on an outcropping of rocks at the ocean's edge while my brain winds through what should be fluffy white clouds. Cosway thought clouds would be the ticket. My problem is the clouds that form in my mind are blood red and not in the least relaxing. I simply can't release the image.

I walked away, humming in satisfaction as if I had never asked a question in the first place. It was a magical feeling, actually, looking out the window and seeing clouds everywhere. It felt like looking straight into a fairytale; the white clouds look so clean and soft. The once so blue and clear sky now looked like a warm painting: yellow, orange, deep purple, and several shades of blue. I wanted to feel the breeze on my face, run, and jump on the soft surface. I could even picture Drifta jumping and rolling around, tossing up this white cotton candy in the air.

On the day my daughter is discharged from the hospital after recovering from the flu, I run into my ex-husband, Zachary Levine, whom I have been divorced from for seven years. He is there to pick up his wife, who has just given birth. He looks a little surprised as his gaze moves up and down to take in my clothes, which is still stained from my child's vomit. I had no time to change out of it earlier. "Long time no see. How have you been lately?" he asks. I smile and say I am doing fine. As we are about to part, he grabs my arm. "Alyssa, our son misses you a lot. If you are having any difficulties, don't push yourself. The passcode for the house in the north of the city is still your b

So I asked Lucas and seek for an answer. "Master, as you can see, here in Tórshavn, the weather is always cloudy and gloomy..." Yep, I knew 'bout that. "Because, Tórshavn is the cloudiest place in the world. In this specific spot, it was like you can really reach the clouds with your fingertips." Lucas did raise his hands, as if he was really touching the clouds.

He is the only one who can stop them right now. Out of a sudden, the whole place turned to a vast field of flowering plants. Then, a big sheep with swirling horns descended from the sky and it went nearer to Glade. It stomped its feet on the ground before Glade rode on its back. Suddenly, the wind blew and the flowers were dancing with it. The sweet scent of the flowers filled my nose. So this is Glade’s Celestial Realm, huh? It is still incomplete but it is beautiful.

But even so, if ever he decided for us to get back together, I am not certain if we could still return from what we had before. To distract myself, I laid my eyes on Cloudy. I nuzzled my nose at him and smelled his baby scent. "You smelled like my favorite flower, Cloudy. You are my stargazer lily." I couldn't help uttering those words as I smelled him again. It was heady and pleasant. He really was a stargazer lily. I glanced at Claude when I caught him looking at me. He immediately averted his gaze from me and crossed his arms over his chest. I shook my head and didn't look at him anymore.