Wings of Cloud and Rebirth of Sun
As the sun grew old, he got struck by a lightning bolt. Its sharp edge carved a gash in his neck. Bloodstreams painted the sky red. Though painful, it resembled a beautiful canvas. King of the solar system lost his chariot. He fell from the heavens, his glory lost. Empathised clouds gave sun its wings. He gently smiled into slumber. Ocean hugged the sun and embraced him in her womb. To give rebirth after his imminent death. Night without sun was harsh, filled with lightning and thunder. Against all the odds, sun rose again, to rule the sky till he falls again.