As Sky came to his answers, and he said to Cloud, “I know our true identities now, Cloud.”
Cloud was misting.
“I’ve got to tell Rain… before it’s too late,” said Cloud. ‘It’s no good I moved so slowly.”
“The true measure of our positions are not how we do but how we live,” interrupted Sky.
“Thinking on myself, Earth needs Rain,” said softly Cloud. “Rain would save Earth, so he needs me right now.”
“Yes, I agree with you, that Rain needs you, right now, so, go,” said Sky.
Hours later.
“You found me.”
“Yes, I found you, Rain,” said Cloud.
“Water wants to raise me to be a miracle like her,” said Rain.
Cloud was smiling.
“What do you think?” said Rain. He was magically creating a drop of water.
© Ismael Mansoor
