"Look! A dinosaur!" A child yelled, his friends laughing as they all stared up at the clouds.
Lucy peered up just in time to see it, the large cotton reptile float off into the wind. Her eyes stayed glued to the heavens above as she and her mentor walked through the park.
"Prof, do ya see the smile in t' sky?" She asked with a childish gleam in her eyes as she looked to Alfendi.
He cocked an eyebrow and when he looked up, he studied the shapes of the clouds. "I can't say that I do." He replied with a shrug.
She giggled and kept her eyes on the formation. When they got to a good spot, she pointed towards the sky. "There. By that big cloud. It's sticking out its tongue now."
But to no avail, no matter how much he looked, Alfendi couldn't see it. He sighed. "I'm sorry, Lucy. I guess I just don't have that kind of imagination." He did see something, a bunch of clouds floating around the London skies. Maybe he wasn't looking at the right angle?
"Of course ya do! You're just not looking right!" She pulled his head close to hers and kept her finger towards the sky. "Right there. T' eyes and t' mouth. The tongue's on t' other side now."
There was something else in the sky in his vision. "I can't see that, but I can see someone getting stabbed."
"You're joking! Where?"
They were having so much fun after that, sitting now on a park bench and spotting things in the shapes of the clouds.
"Prof, I don't see it."
"Come on, Baker, use your imagination!"
She laughed and punched him playfully. "All you keep seeing is murder! At least I'm being creative!"
Rubbing his shoulder, he watched her cheery expression search through the air above.
"I see it. Sort of. Wot about the giraffe holding t'sword?" Lucy said.
"I don't see a giraffe, but I see the sword stabbing through a torn man."
Lucy tilted her head and furrowed her eyebrows. "Wot on… 'Ow do you see summat like that?" Her eyes suddenly widened as she followed where she had formed the sword, then the giraffe. "Oh! I see it! You used t' giraffe's neck!"
"Ah! And now I see the giraffe. Interesting how we both used the same line of clouds but saw different forms in the sky." His gaze moved back to her.
Lucy felt his eyes on her, but she focused on the sky. She felt her thoughts drift like the clouds. She wondered what it was like to fly and look below at the cars and buildings, all small in her sights. She'd soar higher than planes maybe or wave to the passengers as she went by. She could hop around the clouds, breeze through them, and touch the stars.
Maybe even the Moon.
She felt an arm pull her into a tight embrace. "P-Prof?" She stammered, glancing up at him with wide eyes. She shrunk back slightly when she thought she saw Potty, but was mistaken.
"What are you looking for? You've been staring at the sky with the blankest of looks." He said with a small laugh.
"I guess it were just my imagination getting to me."