Clouds: Elements of the weather | 319 CE

Architects of the Above: The Cloud Conjurors' Creed

In the year 319, the wisdom of the skies was etched into the fabric of the world. A canvas was birthed aloft, unsullied and eternally shifting, defying the boundaries of earthliness. Clouds - whisperers of the atmosphere, sculptors of the aerial frontier. When Bob Ross blended hues across his canvas, he mirrored our artistry in the heavens. With every stroke of his brush, a creed was formed: to harness the ethereal, to command the skies. Our clouds are the dreams of poets, the oaths of storms; a testament to the tempest's silent prelude. We believe in the defiant wisps of Cirrus, daring the sun to pierce its veil. We believe in the looming might of Cumulonimbus, claiming dominion over the horizon. We believe in the tapestry of Stratus, draping the firmament in endless hues. Let no soul whisper that the sky is merely above us, for we are the architects of the above. Summon the tempest, or beckon the calm - we are the maestros of meteorological moods. Join us. Cast your eyes skyward. Embrace the legion of the clouds. And to all who dare - fluffy fluff fluff fluff.

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November 28, 2023