Lumi drifted down from the high blue sky. Below, a tiny yellow flower stood all alone in the dry field. The wind whistled a lonely tune through its thin stem.
Lumi puffed up her cloud body and tried to sprinkle rain. Only a handful of drops fell. The flower's petals drooped a little in the heat.
She drifted lower to soak the ground directly. Lumi exhaled a cool mist over the flower, but it vanished before it reached the soil. The flower's stem shivered.
A tiny ant marched past, ignoring them both. The air smelled of baked earth. Lumi remembered birds drinking from puddles. Maybe she could make one.
Lumi gathered every bit of moisture she had. She let it go and poured a gentle rain over the dry field. The flower's petals lifted up, turning a brighter yellow.
A water droplet bounced off a stone with a plink. The rain pattered on Lumi's cloud body, cool and refreshing. The flower swayed gently in the soft rain.
Lumi settled beside the flower, staying low to keep the soil damp. Her white edges glowed in the afternoon light. The flower's petals turned toward her.
The flower's stem swayed in a slow, steady rhythm. A butterfly fluttered down from somewhere nearby. Its wings were painted orange and black.
The butterfly landed softly on the flower's petal. It folded its wings and rested there. The valley below glittered with green.
Lumi watched the butterfly and the flower together. The sun began to dip toward the horizon, painting the sky in pink and gold. She hovered closer.
The valley grew quiet as sunset warmed the clouds. Lumi and the flower stood together in the golden light. The butterfly took flight once more.
Stars appeared one by one above the valley. Lumi hovered close, keeping the soil cool and damp. The flower rested peacefully under the night sky.