Creating something beautiful

Flora was hovering by a bench in the main street of Cloudsdale. A pool of rainbow trickled close by, throwing colorful reflections onto the snowy white clouds around it. The pegasus poked and prodded a pillar of cloud sprouting from the stream, which she had pulled from the surroundings. She molded it slowly and carefully, the rainbows siphoning up through the middle and faintly shining through.
She looked around, marveling at how empty Cloudsdale had been recently.