Creative Writing

Melancholy clouds in the silver moon light

By Jay

It was the first night of summer.

The Blades of grass danced and swayed as the wind whistled Softly. The wind seemed to gasp at the moon as it shined it's silver light over the dewy Meadow. 

The ash gray clouds ran into the sky colliding with one another as they covered the moon and it's silver light with a cloud of blindness, preventing the moon from shining its light.

The clouds started to cry, their tears falling, falling, falling on the meadow.

The wind whistled more loudly to drown out the horrendous noise

The clouds started to screech and scream, a shriek of thunder here

A flash of lightning there

 The blades of grass swayed and danced faster, trying to calm the agitated, melancholy clouds but to no avail

The wind whistled and whipped the blades into compliance, causing the grass to sway frantically.

The clouds laughed Maniacally and cried louder and louder and louder, their tears drowning the meadow.

The moon tried to calm the frantic Blades of grass by shining it's silver light upon it

but the clouds formed a blanket of darkness and lulled the moon to sleep,

preventing it from illuminating anything until it awakened. 

The clouds continued to cry and screech; The wind whipped the Blades of grass again, empowering them to defeat the wicked, Melancholy clouds.

Suddenly, the leafs of a swaying tree whispered a warning to the clouds causing them to screech louder.

The blades of grass stood and danced fiercely as the wind whistled , aiding them in ending the reign of the Melancholy clouds.

The clouds began to weaken, their tears drying up slightly

They started to wail Realizing that their time was coming to an end.

The wind whistled once more

The clouds tears dried completely

The melancholy clouds, shrieked and ran away frightened.

The wind blew away the blanket of darkness that had been placed over the moon

The moon awakened.

The grass continued to sway and dance calmly. The wind started to whistle softly again.

And the Moon shone it's silver light over the meadow, once again.

A/N note

This is a story i wrote for creative writing class. I wrote the first Sentence with an idea i got from the directions, but everything else popped in my mind on it's own. i got the idea as i wrote it on my notebook. Due to a friends insistence,  i decided to publish it.

so smolwritergurl

thanks for the idea!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️