The Clouds That Danced Like Sitting Ostriches

The Clouds that Danced like Sitting Ostriches A Short Story by Random Writer Simon Ferguson was thinking about Maud Thornton again. Maud was a spiteful muppet with ample toes and spiky eyes. Simon walked over to the window and reflected on his derelict surroundings. He had always loved wild Los Angeles with its poor, putrid parks. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel barmy.