Once upon a time, in the land above the ladder of stars, there were clouds. But not just fluffy, white ones. These clouds sang!
The tale of the sky gathering was known to every bird and breeze. They sang with voices light like feathers, soft as a morning dew.
"Gather round!" said Nimbus, the oldest cloud, puffy and glittering.
In harmony, the clouds told stories of winds long gone and rainbows yet to appear. It was a sky party, where the sun played hide and seek, and the moon smiled.