Disclaimer: Nothing you recognize is mine.
Pandora and Luna were lying in the grass in front of the Rook on a particularly warm spring day, gazing up at the sky.
"Look up there, darling. What do you see?" asked Pandora, pointing upward.
"The sun...and some clouds," Luna answered.
"Yes, but look more closely at the clouds and use your imagination. Now what do you see?"
As the three-year-old looked again at the clouds, she did her best to imagine what some of them might look like. She suddenly cried, "Oh look! That one looks like a Blibbering Humdinger!"
"Good job, sweetie."
"And that one looks like a squirrel chasing a Moon Frog! What do you see, Mummy?"
"Well, I see one that looks like a hippogriff...and one that looks like a Golden Snitch...oh, and that one looks a lot like you, Lu-Lu!"
"Wow!" Luna rolled over and looked at her mother. "Mummy?"
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"I wish I was a cloud."
"And why is that?"
"Because then I could fly around and look down at everything and everyone. I could be free."
"Yes, that would be nice, wouldn't it?" A few minutes later she picked Luna up and walked into the house while balancing the little girl on her hip. "Come, my little cloud. It's time for your nap."