Clouds That Refuse to Move

 

The town of Ashwood had always been a place of gentle rhythms, where the changing seasons brought a comforting predictability to the lives of its residents. But for months now, the clouds had refused to budge, hanging like a grey, featureless curtain above the town. At first, people dismissed it as a peculiar weather anomaly, a temporary aberration that would soon correct itself. But as the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, a growing sense of unease began to settle over the town.

 It started with whispers. Faint, almost imperceptible murmurs that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. They were soft and raspy, like the gentle lapping of waves against the shore, but they sent shivers down the spines of even the most hardened residents. The whispers seemed to emanate from the clouds themselves, and they grew louder and more insistent as night fell. Read More Download free