It surged up from below, tearing through the clouds and dragging them into its wake. Enormous, delicate, dangerous wings unfurled with a fury and rent the sky in two. The clouds, torn apart, cycloned up underneath only to get smashed aside on the first downstroke.
The skywhale screamed into the night, its piercing cry shattering all in its path.
Well, I was watching Ugly Betty. If it wanted to watch something else, it should've got to the TV sooner.