Once upon a time, in the vast blue sky, there was an old and wise cloud named Nimbus. Unlike the other clouds, Nimbus had a very special peculiarity: it never turned into rain. While the young clouds grew and eventually released their water to nourish the earth, Nimbus simply floated, changing shape and traveling around the world.
Nimbus was no ordinary cloud. It could transform into any imaginable figure: a majestic lion, a swift ship, or even the smiling face of a child. During its travels, Nimbus had an important mission: to teach the young clouds about their purpose in the world and the wonders of being able to transform and play in the sky.
One day, while Nimbus floated over a lush green valley, it noticed a group of young clouds that seemed confused and disoriented. Nimbus approached them and, taking the form of a wise owl, began to tell them stories of the distant places it had visited.
"Dear little clouds," Nimbus began, "each of us has a special role in this world. Some clouds nourish the fields and fill the rivers, others provide shade to the forest creatures on hot days, and some, like me, travel to teach and share the wisdom of the sky."
The young clouds listened attentively, fascinated by Nimbus’s adventures. Nimbus told them about the deserts where camels walked under the scorching sun, the snow-covered mountains where trees dressed in white, and the vast cities where the lights looked like fallen stars from the sky.
Inspired by the stories, a young cloud asked, "And how can we know what our purpose is, Nimbus?"
Nimbus, still in the form of an owl, smiled and answered, "Observe, listen, and learn. In time, you will find your way. And in the meantime, don't be afraid to dream and play with the shapes you can create. Look..."
With a gentle sigh, Nimbus changed shape again, this time becoming a giant dragon that seemed to soar through the wind. The young clouds laughed and began to try different forms, creating a zoo of fantastic creatures in the sky.
One day, while they were playing and changing shapes over a great ocean, Nimbus felt a heaviness it had never experienced before. It was time, after so many years, for Nimbus to finally turn into rain. Nimbus had always known this day would come, although it had never known when.
The young clouds, noticing the change in Nimbus, became alarmed. "What’s happening, Nimbus?" they asked with concern.
"It is time for me to do the last thing I have left to do: to nourish the earth as true rain," Nimbus explained, transforming into a soft and gentle rain that began to fall over the ocean, touching the water’s surface with thousands of tiny drops.
As Nimbus bid farewell, letting every part of itself fall into the sea, the young clouds gathered around, forming a chorus of shapes that expressed their gratitude and respect. They turned into trees, animals, and flowers, each more beautiful than the last.
And so, as Nimbus scattered into the ocean, the young clouds promised to carry forward its teachings, traveling the world and sharing the wisdom of shapes with new clouds. And on clear days, when the sun lit up the sky, you could see Nimbus in the shapes of the clouds, reminding everyone that although some clouds eventually fall as rain, their spirit always remains in the sky, guiding and teaching.
Since then, whenever someone looks up and sees a recognizable shape in the clouds, they know that Nimbus is still traveling, teaching, and playing, eternally a part of that vast and wonderful sky.