The wind drove the illumined clouds across the black canvas of the night sky beneath the constellations and the nearly full moon, but as I stood in the yard staring up at it all, nature cast a little spell, the way nature is apt to do.
The clouds slowed and froze in the sky as the conjuration took effect, and on the yawning side of a blink, the moon and the stars began sailing steadfastly over an ocean of ink, all locked collectively in a dead-ahead course, caring nothing for the cloudfalls they encountered, revelling silently in the movement into which they had been unexpectedly commanded.
The clouds slowed and froze in the sky as the conjuration took effect, and on the yawning side of a blink, the moon and the stars began sailing steadfastly over an ocean of ink, all locked collectively in a dead-ahead course, caring nothing for the cloudfalls they encountered, revelling silently in the movement into which they had been unexpectedly commanded.
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