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                                   Weather it’s Elemental


     “Cumula, look we have Watchers.  Do you fancy a game?”
     “We are working, Airos.”  Cumula rose upward drawing a current along with her, allowing the moisture laden air to rise past her.
     “Ah come on, it could be the low for our day, all pun intended.  Besides a bit of fun never hurt anyone.”
     “Do you realize the trouble we would be in, if the High Elementess found out?”
     “Well, I’m not telling!”
     “We’re working,” she repeated as she felt the cyclonic flow rush up and outwards with counter-clockwise motion.
     “I could do it in a milliquency,” Airos stated.
     “Big deal, so could I!”
     “I could do it in a nanoquency.”
     “Airos, You’re nothing but a lot of hot air, no pun intended.  It can’t be done. If only given a nanoquency, the watchers could never guess. Not correctly, anyway,” she challenged.
     “Is it a game then?”
     “Fine, but I choose.  Make it Equestrian.”
     “Watch,” Airos said with a laugh.
     In less than a nanoquency, heavily humid currents rushed upwards, meeting his cool breath, thickening with condensation.  Exhaling, anomalous gusts and eddies whipped through the air.  With each breath, he designed and sculpted, refining his creation.

                                                           *

     Nestled in an embrace of meadow grass and crimson clover, Jenney looked to the clouded skies.  Lying on her earthen blanket, her arm shot upwards.  She pointed into the distance, “Look, Tom! Do you see it?  In that cloud rising out of that rainstorm.  It blew up out of nowhere.  It looks like a stampeding horse.  Don’t you think?”

Description
                                   Weather it’s Elemental


     “Cumula, look we have Watchers.  Do you fancy a game?”
     “We are working, Airos.”  Cumula rose upward drawing a current along with her, allowing the moisture laden air to rise past her.
     “Ah come on, it could be the low for our day, all pun intended.  Besides a bit of fun never hurt anyone.”
     “Do you realize the trouble we would be in, if the High Elementess found out?”
     “Well, I’m not telling!”
     “We’re working,” she repeated as she felt the cyclonic flow rush up and outwards with counter-clockwise motion.
     “I could do it in a milliquency,” Airos stated.
     “Big deal, so could I!”
     “I could do it in a nanoquency.”
     “Airos, You’re nothing but a lot of hot air, no pun intended.  It can’t be done. If only given a nanoquency, the watchers could never guess. Not correctly, anyway,” she challenged.
     “Is it a game then?”
     “Fine, but I choose.  Make it Equestrian.”
     “Watch,” Airos said with a laugh.
     In less than a nanoquency, heavily humid currents rushed upwards, meeting his cool breath, thickening with condensation.  Exhaling, anomalous gusts and eddies whipped through the air.  With each breath, he designed and sculpted, refining his creation.

                                                           *

     Nestled in an embrace of meadow grass and crimson clover, Jenney looked to the clouded skies.  Lying on her earthen blanket, her arm shot upwards.  She pointed into the distance, “Look, Tom! Do you see it?  In that cloud rising out of that rainstorm.  It blew up out of nowhere.  It looks like a stampeding horse.  Don’t you think?”