Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved to stare at the sky...Some would even say that she lived to stare at it...Everyday she dreamed of what it'd feel like pressed against her fingertips...She imagined clouds softer than water...The blue sky would be the texture of velvet...And the Sun would have the subtle scent of comfort...It was all perfection at its finest...
One day, she was given the chance to live in the clouds...She wouldn't have to imagine what the Sun smelled like, what the sky felt like, or how soft the clouds were...No, from that point on she'd have it all for the rest of her days....
But she refused...
She said that it was no place for her...That she didn't belong there and that only angels lived in the sky...
They say that when she turned to walk away...a feather was seen to have fallen behind her...