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by David Wardrop
"And there."
He held his hand out to the far new horizon and with his finger spread a white line against the turquoise sky. From behind him came a figure. It was a shadowy figure in a long black robe and a creeping form of movement.
It was some time before the dark figure was noticed, such was the intensity of his creating.
"What are you doing?" The voice matched the figure, a whispered scratchy unpleasing rasp. The question not sounding like a question but an accusation.
"I am creating clouds and thus adding the finishing touches to my creation tomorrow I shall rest."
"Sounds like you are an important fellow."
The tall standing figure ignored the derisive tone of the stranger and continued with his creating.
"Would you mind if I created something?"
