Gigi drifted over the rooftops. A whirlwind of colorful paper letters swirled around him.
He fluffed up tighter, watching them dance like angry bees. The noise was loud and chaotic.
Gigi tried to float higher, but a gust pushed him down toward a sleeping cat on a fence.
The cat’s tail went still. The letters kept circling closer, getting louder.
Gigi hid behind a tall oak tree, but wind whipped past, scattering 'A's and 'Z's into his face.
He sneezed a tiny puff of raindrops that washed a letter off the branch.
A sudden breeze caught Gigi and lifted him high above the treetops.
He stopped fighting the movement and let his shape soften into a long, lazy stripe.
The letters blurred into a soft gray haze. The air became quiet and smooth.
The gentle breeze carried Gigi slowly over the quiet neighborhood.
He settled into a flat, peaceful shape, drifting calmly with the sun warming his top.
The world below looked small and still. Everything was finally quiet.