They gather, a sea of vaporous tendrils, weaving stories in the infinite blue. Beneath their watchful gaze, the world folds and unfurls – a canvas painted by winds long forgotten. In this realm, time undulates; moments drift like echoes, barely heard, yet profoundly felt amidst the delicate embrace of the swelling clouds.
Amongst the high mariners, the clouds dance their ancient waltz – a choreography whispered to the stars and shadowed by the sun. Each formation a brushstroke in the sky's ever-evolving masterpiece, ephemeral yet eternal in its transient beauty. Observe as they pirouette across the firmament, their dance a silent ode to freedom and grace.
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