The beautiful cloud shimmering with pinkish red streaked with blue and dotted with white, amidst the more obvious colors, kept shifting, rolling, and heaving. Alone in its corner of the universe, it moved like it possessed a life of its own, and it existed like it would remain lonely till the end of time. Only, it suddenly moved differently in one part, and pulled out a tongue even longer than the trail that had accompanied The Adventurer when it had jumped out of its pull.
The multicolored shimmering tongue elongated over thousands of kilometers, until it reached tens of thousands, before it thinned, and finally stopped at a length almost twice the distance between Earth, the special little blue planet, and its moon. And at the tip of the tongue that started to pull back, was a shining blue light, one brighter, and with a deeper hue than the blue sometimes streaking, sometimes dotting the gigantic cloud donut.
