Notation of Sinan Çavdar’s clouds’ movement.
When the sun went down, the clouds got into a fight. The grass trembled with fear as the clouds collided and thrust and demonstrated their strength in different directions. Everyone knew that clouds were so sweet. They would cry at the slightest thing, and the grass would be drenched. It was about to be evening and the weather had become cold. If one of the clouds cried, they would die from cold all night. But the clouds were overwhelmed, pulling each other to different extremes. Some of them dance whirling. It is almost like a ceremony for the sunset. Thousands of movements turn into millions of particles and disappear at last.
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