Hundred-word story

She'd lived all her life on the cloud - for she was a Sun Kitten, made
of light, and they tread on the silver linings without ever falling
through.

The sprite lived under a leaf by the roadside - the kind that travellers
use to soothe.

One time, when the clouds were low, the kitten peeked over the edge, and
the two saw each other. Both were enchanted; the sprite cried out; and the 
kitten trod through the cloud's lining and fell..

The rainbows sparkled in the dewdrops on the roadside leaves: the fallen Sun
Kitten, forever trapped in the sprite's tears.