Фейри обыкновенный кролик. Клубок мягкого шоколадного меха. Декоративный, говорят. Всю свою короткую жизнь он провел в тесной клетке возле окна. Домашний любимец всегда окружен теплом и заботой, но Вот он, ни разу не бывавший на воле, там, за окном Там жизнь. Бесконечно далекое и прекрасное небо и обитающие под ним существа, у которых каждый день новые заботы. Там прохожие разные, не похожие друг на друга. Там каждый день свершается чудо. Так круговорот жизни, жизни в полном ее объеме. Фейри самое несчастное в мире существо. Совсем рядом полным ходом течет жизнь, с радостями и разочарованиями, победами и поражениями, а он Он всего лишь сторонний наблюдатель Участь кролика, одного из очень и очень многих в мире, - грустить, глядя в окно. Он всего лишь кролик, но у кроликов же тоже есть чувства Заветная мечта. Мечта Фейри хоть раз вырваться из темницы, хоть раз увидеть вживую то, от чего обычно он отгорожен прозрачным, но материальным стеклом. Легкое дуновение ветерка, свежие капли росы на траве Утро. Странные ощущения. Необычные Но, несомненно, приятные. Но не очень-то похожие на обычную обстановку. Что нужно считать чудом? Не то ли, что однажды можно проснуться и обрадоваться уже хотя бы свободе? Откроешь однажды глаза, а вокруг Это лес сиреневых деревьев и солнечных камней. Совершенно не тот пейзаж, какой доводится видеть дома на картинках. Запахи свежих трав и шорохи листвы. Два странных существа видимо, драконов, которых все привыкли считать выдумкой, - то взлетают под облака, то ныряют в прозрачную воду. Один желтый, как бойкий язык пламени, второй синий, как причудливый драгоценный камень. Оба зверька притихли и обратили взгляды зорких глаз куда-то вдаль. И стремительно сорвались с места. Дабы не отставать от новых знакомых, привыкшему сидеть на месте кролику пришлось поспешить: то, что привлекло внимание здешних жителей, вряд ли разочарует не менее любопытного, но ничего не знающего их собрата. Фейри обнаружил драконят сидящими на небесного цвета камне. Их заинтересованные взоры были прикованы к странному сгустку света. Мотылек. Маленькое живое солнце. Чудо этого маленького мирка.
Очень красивые и приятные работа и рассказ. Признаться, очень остро чувствуется и грусть кролика, и его радость и удивление от нового мира (и возникает вопрос - а что это за мир такой, куда он попал? ). Фантазия действительно обретает крылья.
Спасибо за такой комментарий ^_^ Приятно знать, что получилось то, что задумывалось. И за конкурс заодно, который и толкнул взять себя в руки и потащить творить.))
Yes, this text is correct, but the translation from Russian into English may be wrong. Do you mind my translating this story? My english isn't very good, but I have tried to save the idea of the story.)
Fairy is an ordinary rabbit. A ball of soft chocolate fur. Only a decorative rabbit. He has spent all his life in a close cage near a window. This pet is always surrounded by heat and care, but he has never been at liberty, and there, behind the window … There is a life. Infinitely far sky and creatures under it, which have new cares every day. There are passers-by, they are different. There is circulation of life, this life is in its full volume. Fairy is the most unfortunate creature in the world. Absolutely nearby it is the life with pleasures and disappointments, victories and defeats at full speed flows, and he is… He is only the detached onlooker … The Fate of the rabbit is looking through the window. It is only a rabbit, but rabbits can feel too… They have treasured dreams. The dream of Fairy is to be pulled out from a dungeon, to see alive what usually is fenced off transparent, but material glass. Easy whiff of a breeze, fresh drops of dew on a grass… Morning. Strange sensations. Unusual, but pleasant feelings. They are not similar for usual conditions. Is it considered as miracle? May be, once in a life it is possible to wake up and be delighted to freedom, isn't it? You will open eyes, and around there is a wood of lilac trees and solar stones. That landscape which we can see on pictures at home. Smells of fresh grasses and foliage rustles. Two strange creatures (dragons, whom we have used to consider as an invention) fly up under clouds and then dive into transparent water. One of them is yellow like a glib tongue of the flame, the second is dark blue like a freakish jewel. Both creatures have become silent and have looked somewhere afar. They have promptly darted off. Fairy had to hasten: that has drawn attention of local inhabitants, hardly will disappoint not less curious rabbit. Fairy has found out dragons sitting on a heaven stone. Their interested looks have been chained to a strange clot of light. A moth. The small live sun. A miracle of this small world.
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I love the lighting on this, the whole picture is so soft, than that light yellow reflecting off their skin. The eyes really stand out as well
Fairy is an ordinary rabbit. A ball of soft chocolate fur. Only a decorative rabbit. He has spent all his life in a close cage near a window. This pet is always surrounded by heat and care, but he has never been at liberty, and there, behind the window … There is a life. Infinitely far sky and creatures under it, which have new cares every day. There are passers-by, they are different. There is circulation of life, this life is in its full volume.
Fairy is the most unfortunate creature in the world. Absolutely nearby it is the life with pleasures and disappointments, victories and defeats at full speed flows, and he is… He is only the detached onlooker … The Fate of the rabbit is looking through the window. It is only a rabbit, but rabbits can feel too… They have treasured dreams. The dream of Fairy is to be pulled out from a dungeon, to see alive what usually is fenced off transparent, but material glass.
Easy whiff of a breeze, fresh drops of dew on a grass… Morning. Strange sensations. Unusual, but pleasant feelings. They are not similar for usual conditions. Is it considered as miracle? May be, once in a life it is possible to wake up and be delighted to freedom, isn't it? You will open eyes, and around there is a wood of lilac trees and solar stones. That landscape which we can see on pictures at home. Smells of fresh grasses and foliage rustles.
Two strange creatures (dragons, whom we have used to consider as an invention) fly up under clouds and then dive into transparent water. One of them is yellow like a glib tongue of the flame, the second is dark blue like a freakish jewel.
Both creatures have become silent and have looked somewhere afar. They have promptly darted off. Fairy had to hasten: that has drawn attention of local inhabitants, hardly will disappoint not less curious rabbit.
Fairy has found out dragons sitting on a heaven stone. Their interested looks have been chained to a strange clot of light. A moth. The small live sun. A miracle of this small world.
And thank you very much.
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