The spies like to hide in the skies because they are less likely to be spotted there.
People don’t usually look up unless they have good reason to.
Like a spectacular sunset. Or time to lie on the grass and watch the clouds drift past.
And even if someone does look up and spot something, or someone, they’re most likely to dismiss what they see as a trick of the light, or an illusion of nature. Anything to explain away the inexplicable.
From their vantage point, the spies watch people. You and me, too. It’s a boring job, they admit, to watch human beings do the same things day in and day out, even when they know better.
That is why they often sleep on the job, they continue to confess, knowing nothing much would have changed in the days or weeks or months of their slacking off.
But every once in a while, someone comes along and challenges the status quo, and this rekindles the spies’ interest in our world once more.
And they peep out from behind the clouds, eager to see, and just as willing to be seen.
Because, they explain, every once in a while, the people of this world need to be reminded to look over and beyond their walls, to see what lies on the other side.