High above the world, where the sky turns soft shades of pink and purple at sunset, there lived a special cloud named Nimbus. Unlike the other clouds who rushed across the sky, Nimbus moved slowly and gently, like a fluffy blanket floating on the breeze.
Nimbus’s Special Job
Every evening, as the sun began to set, Nimbus would wake up from his daytime rest. He had the most wonderful job in all the sky. He was a dream collector.
“Time to gather the sweetest dreams,” Nimbus would whisper to himself, stretching his soft, cottony edges.
As he drifted over mountains, forests, and cozy towns, Nimbus would collect all the peaceful thoughts floating in the air. Happy memories of laughter, gentle wishes for tomorrow, kind thoughts about friends and family. He gathered them all into his fluffy form, keeping them safe and warm.
Meeting a Restless Child
One quiet evening, Nimbus floated past a window where a little child sat gazing at the stars. The child looked tired but couldn’t seem to settle down for sleep.
Nimbus drifted closer, hovering just outside the window. His soft, silvery glow caught the child’s attention.
“Hello, little one”, Nimbus said in a voice like a gentle breeze. “Why are you still awake when the stars are starting to shine?”
The child explained that they wanted to sleep but their mind kept thinking and thinking, jumping from one thought to another like a grasshopper in a meadow.
The Gift of Dreams
“I can help with that”, Nimbus said warmly. “You see, I’ve been collecting the most wonderful dreams all evening. Would you like to share them?”
The child nodded eagerly, eyes growing wide with wonder.
Nimbus began to glow with a soft, golden light. From his fluffy form, tiny sparkles started to drift down like the gentlest snow. Each sparkle carried a different dream. Dreams of flying alongside friendly birds, playing in fields of soft flowers, building castles from pillows, and dancing with butterflies in gardens filled with sunshine.
“These dreams are for you”, Nimbus whispered. “Close your eyes and feel them settle around you like the coziest blanket.”
The Cloud’s Lullaby
As the child closed their eyes, Nimbus began to hum a soft melody. It sounded like wind chimes on a summer breeze, like rain tapping gently on leaves, like the hushed whisper of waves on a distant shore.
The child’s breathing grew slower and deeper, matching the rhythm of Nimbus’s gentle song. Their busy thoughts began to quiet, one by one, like stars hiding behind the morning sky.
“You’re safe now”, Nimbus murmured softly. “I’ll stay right here, watching over you through the night. Whenever you need me, just look up at the sky. Find the softest, fluffiest cloud you can see. That’s where I’ll be, keeping all the good dreams safe.”
A Promise
The child’s eyes remained closed now, peaceful and calm. A small smile played at the corners of their mouth as the dreams began to dance through their mind.
“Every night”, Nimbus whispered, his voice growing fainter as sleep came closer, “I’ll bring you new dreams. Dreams of adventure, dreams of comfort, dreams of joy. And when morning comes, I’ll still be here in the sky, resting and gathering more dreams for tomorrow night.”
The child snuggled deeper into their pillow, feeling lighter than air, as if they too were floating on a soft cloud high above the world.
Drifting to Sleep
As the child slipped into peaceful sleep, Nimbus smiled his gentlest smile. He had done his job well. The child was dreaming now of floating through a sky filled with friendly clouds, all soft and warm and welcoming.
Nimbus stayed by the window a little longer, making sure the child was truly at rest. The stars twinkled their approval, and the moon cast a silver glow over everything below.
The End
From that night on, the child always felt comforted knowing Nimbus was up in the sky, collecting dreams and watching over them. And whenever they had trouble sleeping, they would picture themselves floating on Nimbus’s soft, fluffy form, drifting peacefully through a calm and gentle sky.
If you look up on a quiet evening, you might see Nimbus too. He’s the cloud that seems to glow with an extra bit of warmth, the one that looks the softest and most inviting. And if you watch very carefully, you might even see tiny sparkles of dreams drifting down, ready to bring you the most wonderful sleep.
Sweet dreams! 🌙✨