Does it rain in your city too? Then this a story for you.
The little girl slowly went down the stairs into the courtyard of her house. People walked around back and forth dressed the little girl herself in dull, faded from time, gray raincoats. No less sad umbrellas hid their gloomy and brooding faces. All of them, young and old, resembled each other. Even the shadow of a smile did not visit their sad faces, it seemed they did not even know what a smile was. It was an ordinary cloudy rainy day. Rain pounded on the roofs and windows of sad as wet owners of their gray houses. The city did not grow flowers and the townspeople never saw their colors. The easel paintings with faces and landscapes came off the easels of their artists. Generations of people quickly succeeded each other and every person who ever lived in this city was waiting for the sun to come. The City of Rain was the name of this raw cold-chilled city. That was how he was known by the little girl who wandered along the wet road cried by rain and went to a small bakery. However, the seller was not in place, expecting him girl broke an umbrella. Empty hands in the rain, she had to return home. Not a single passerby met on the way back to the girl. Probably everybody already at home, she was thinking, drinking hot tea, but I am alone and I will not bring anything home today, she cried out of resentment and cold drops of rain merged on the girl's face with her warm tears. She did not notice how a boy dressed in bright, blinding eyes clothes was coming down from a sad sky, rapidly catching her, and stopped right in front of her. Who are you? Asked the girl, who had almost run into an alien. I am the sunny Boy and I have good news for you. The sun will come to you soon, he continued. The sun? Asked the girl. And what is it like? The boy, thinking, pointed to his shirt. The sun is a star, it is like a red-hot ball of fire, suspended in an airless space and removed millions of kilometres from you. It is light and carries life to all living things. But you humans cannot live on the sun, receding, pronounced the last words the sunny Boy. The girl, not remembering herself, started to run. She ran as fast as never in her life. Because she knew what no one else knew and rather wanted to share what happened with her parents. Mom, dad and brother just sat down at the evening table when the girl returned. She as best as she could explained to everyone that the sun is hot a ball of fire that will come soon and bring a life to everyone. The whole city was thrilled by the words of a little girls. People started to be afraid to go out, they were hiding in the dark wet basements, awaiting the coming of the sun. They said goodbye and forgave each other, begging The Creator not to destroy them. Soon came the deafening silence to the City of Rain, no one slammed the roofs, windows and puddles. The light of the sun began to penetrate through closed shutters, doors of houses and basements. But people are still were afraid of fire and no one went out to meet the sun. Only when the birds chirped, filling the world of magical sounds and people's eyes got used to the light that flooded their shelters, they left their shelter and rushed into the unknown. The gentle, bright sun greeted them. It warmed up their bodies, hearts, homes and deeds. The faces of these people a began to smile, and light of the sun first time reflected in their eyes. Together with the sun, light and heat the flowers made their way through the little bit dried ground. And people saw their colors in the rainbow connecting the city from edge to edge. When the clouds dispersed, in the sky for viewing everyone who came to enjoy the sun appeared the sunny Boy. He named all the colours of the wonderful rainbow from violet to red. Soon the clothes of the people in the City of Rain, became coloured with bright colors, and the city itself became known as the City of the Sun.
I express my gratitude to my friend Alexey Plokhotnikov for the translation of the text.
The original text in Russian is here: http://proza.ru/2014/09/15/338