TRANSLATIONS#1 The Jealous Cloud

TRANSLATIONS#1 The Jealous Cloud

A Story by Denis Vodyakhin
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I wasn't the one to write the original in Russian, I only did the translation into Emglish.

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He shouts my name in a sleep, - a girl noticed tranquilly, making an origami out of beige paper. Looks like an ice-cream, doesn’t it? �" she added as she nodded at it.
- You don’t even know where he lives �" said The Cloud doubtfully.
- These curtains will fade soon, - she sighed, - what say I hang them inside?
- Hey! �" The Cloud was edgy now, - I still want an answer.
- To something you never asked, - Alice evaded.
- How does he know your name to shout it anyway? �"It asked with a confused look.
- I haven’t been feeling any blood down my lower limbs, and now that I shifted a position, they’re buzzing… like a train, - a sudden grin crossed her face. �" He knows my name because he got it somehow!
- When? �" The Cloud asked quietly as it sipped on his broth.
- Ignorance is bliss. �" she exclaimed instructively whilst yawning and stretching. 
- Do I know him? �" The Cloud winced as it dropped the bread crumbles down its throat. 
- The curtains are completely shabby, - she sighed as she leaned back in the chair.
Bewildered, The Cloud was staring at her, making a grand effort to figure out a way to unbalance her.
- It’s me, Alice.., - it whispered, - I’m the one you’re talking about.
Alice kept going on silently with her origami paying no attention to its confession.
Bursting into a room was a thin smart-looking youngster who gave the dumbfounded Cloud a handshake and came near to Alice rather timidly.

The girl looked up at him warmly and put her work aside right away.
- All set? �" she inquired eagerly.
He bowed affirmatively and used his hand to signal the porters…
They came in in a minute carrying a wide wooden bed with a guy laying on it who kept rolling over unsettlingly as he slept.
Slowly, Alice came up to him taking pleasure to squint. 
Shortly afterwards, the sleeper shouted:
- Alice! Alice!! Aaaaaaliiiiice!!!
The Cloud was quietly sobbing in a corner, the smart-eyed young man was walking the porters out, Alice was gazing down at the sleeper whilst whispering gently.
- It’s okay. Calm down… I’m here…

© 2016 Denis Vodyakhin


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Added on January 10, 2016
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