Timeline: Early Apprenticehood —— The clouds were an omen. A bad one at that. Looking up, awestruck. Watching them slowly drift by. Careless. Wonderstruck. Not a worry in the world. How I wished I was a cloud. I would’ve been a gullible bunny or innocent fawn. I could’ve been the white puffs that would be softer than any nest. But I’m grounded. Floating on the next best thing. Water. But you know what clouds and water have in common? It’s two in one. One slip. Gone. Sinking or falling. Two. They’re both the same. Unpredictable. I wasn’t safe. The clouds could become raging hurricanes. The water could form towering waves. I still swam. Afloat. The clouds covered the sun. I didn’t pay mind. The clouds covered the moon. The seas shifted. Then the clouds covered the stars. And would cut off my light. How was I blind for so long?
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