#writephoto: Bedtime

Ten minute side track for Sue Vincent’s gorgeous photo. This is for the #writephoto prompt.

The cloud woman flicked her plumed tail and leapt from the mountain top, spreading broad smoky wings, gliding over ochre desert, searching. She harnessed a light west wind and skimmed the plain with its slumbering cacti and dry gullies. Dusk turned the ochre to orange and sleepy brown—the sand slept. High, between the tall black hills, the sun peered, wolves called out the message, and he threw a stray golden beam into the darkening sky.

The beam flowed and ignited the wandering wisps, and the cloud woman sighed. She climbed through the coils of a current of cross winds and stretched out a misty hand to catch her errant chick. Clucking happily she rained drops of happiness and clutching her precious burden, drifted lazily into the darkness.