VCA MINI SAGA #1: THE MISSING CLOUD

dog at window

He stared upwards at the blue patch outside. Hundreds – no, thousands just like him.

Sick of this house: this old empty house.

They were all up there: floating about, freely, surely.

Where are they going? Where was his invitation?

Later, he dreamt;

And in that moment, he too was free.

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