Taking Clouds Comments

Clouds spread lazily in a corner of the sky, awaiting a gust of wind or some silent movement of the atmosphere.
Suddenly, a jet comes streaking hundreds of miles an hour, hooking onto the edge of this cloud's skirt and spewing out a streak of white, matching it color for color.
Shooting out, taking the cloud seemingly with it into blue skies farther on.
Then, letting it go and flying into an invisible atmosphere.
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