Cerul se sprijinea pe umarul copilei, oferindu-i aura rozie a apusului. Era primul apus al acestei veri pe care Iarina il privea singura, fara a fi distrasa de o alta miscare decat cea a vantului care, incapatanat, staruia sa se joace in parul ei auriu in speranta ca-i va fura un zambet, asa cum reusea deseori.
Nufarul alb ii mangaia glezna fina atarnanda asupra luciului calm al apei. Lacul ii susotea povestiri intr-un ritm melancolic, ca o rugaciune a unui vesnic batran.
Soarele isi lua ramas bun, zambind Lunii, iar stele mici, strengare, se furisau pas cu pas trimitandu-i sarutari albastre si promisiuni de revedere curanda.
Vantul prinse curaj si sburda sprinten printre frunze si flori infiorand copacii, trezind pasari atipite. Fluturi ascunsi tremurara si isi desfacura aripile argintii bucurand ochii Iarinei.
Luna, regina curioasa, isi privi obrajii in oglinda lacului si incantata se inalta pe treapta unui nor razlet, calcand grabita pe trena scanteietoare a apusului. Ghidusia aceasta o infaptuia de fiecare data cand isi prelua tronul de deasupra lacului, iar Soarele isi intorcea chipul rosu si, imbufnat doar pentru o clipa, zambea ca la o gluma pe care pe care o auzi mereu. Apoi, sobru, isi intindea pentru ultima oara evantaiul luminii sale purpurii invaluind totul intr-o perdea feerica de sclipiri si culori.
Cerul, pentru o clipa auriu, deveni un bland violet argintat de suflul lunii. Regina intunericului isi desfacu aripile impodobite de stele si toate'nprejuru-i pareau de cristal.
Iarina cunostea acesta creatie a astrilor - pictori si memora in inima ei tonuri ludice, caline, unice pe care Lacul le imbraca intr-un singur apus. Sufletul ei se picta odata cu petalele florilor in culorile noptii si nu uita nicioadata sa mangaie fata Lunii oglindita in lac, ca un platou de argint pe care multi nuferi obositi incercau sa adoarma.
Heaven was based on child's shoulder, giving him the aura pinkish sunset. It was the first sunset of the summer that he regarded only Iarina without being distracted by a different motion than the wind that, stubborn, insisting to play in her golden hair in the hope that he will steal a smile, as managed often.
Lily white ankle soft caress them hanging on the calm water gloss. Lake whispering stories in her melancholy rhythm, like a prayer an old forever.
He bade farewell sun, smiling moon, and small stars, Wink, sneak step and sending kisses goodbye blue and promises soon.
Wind through the courage and agile sburda infiorand trees the leaves and flowers, raising birds slept. Butterflies Anonymous deploy its wings trembling and pleasing to the eyes Iarinei silver.
Moon Queen curious, their cheeks look in the mirror and excited lake rises a cloud scattered on the stage, stepping on the train rushed glittering sunset. A joke that every time he accomplished over his throne above the lake and the red sun and turn their face, just sulk for a moment, smiling at a joke that you hear all the time. Then sober for the last time he stretched his light purple fan enveloping everything in a curtain of shimmering colors and fairy tale.
Heaven for a golden moment, becoming a gentle breath silvered violet month. Dark Queen untied his wings and stars adorned them seemed toate'nprejuru crystal.
Iarina creation of the stars he knew - painters and save playful tone in her heart, Calin, the unique Lake wearing them in a single sunset. Her soul is painted with the colors of the petals of flowers in the night and do not forget to caress her again before the moon reflected in the lake, like a silver platter that many lilies tired trying to sleep.
by Maria
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