''They are so far away and so close at the same time.
''This cloud is like a big elephant, so big and full of rain, that one is so small like a tiny bird.'' This way the rabbit was dreaming without thinking about anything, but the free life of the clouds.
The Sun slowly was setting down, encolouring the blue sky in red.
The rabbit thought:''I don't want to go home, back to the dark rabbit-burrow.
I want to be a cloud and travel around the world.'' The rabbit was sad that another summer day has finished, he lied in the grass listening to the songs of the grasshoppers.
''Okay, it is a time to go home''.
He stood up, flicked away all dust from his fluffy fur, shaked his long ears and leaped toward his home.
On the way he asked himself: '' Where will be those clouds tomorrow?
He passed by a big, old hedgehog that was carrying a big apple on his back.
The hedgehog was a big gossip in the forest and an amateur of the golf.
''Hello, Hedgehog!'' ''No time, I am in a hurry!
Don't you know that a wolf has disappeared three days ago?'', snorted the hedgehog and quickly ambled away.
The rabbit didn't know of course nor much care about vicarious affairs.
From far away the rabbit saw his burrow, but the strange thing was that out of it protruded a wolf's tale!
''Oh, my goodness.. my property..
I need.. what to do?''.
The rabbit was lost among the thoughts in his head, meanwhile getting closer and closer to his burrow. ''Signor Wolf! Are you..
I wonder if you got lost maybe? You see...
It is my burrow'', said politely the rabbit.
''Who is there?''- growled the wolf. ''This is...
This is a squirrel'', lied the scared rabbit.
''Go away or a big nut will crash your head!''-doddered the wolf.
''What a trouble has fallen on my whiskers!''-thought the rabbit.
Then barked out: ''I am not going anywhere, you old coat!This is my home and you go away!'' The rabbit was surprised by his own audacity and daring. ''What?
What?''- livened up the wolf.
And here sudden grumbled a thunder so violently that everything choked in, waiting a deadly storm. ''Oh my, my...
What will happen to me now?''- the rabbit was shaking from the fear, looking around him, thinking what to do.
The wolf bristling and anticizing was coming closer and closer to the rabbit whose last thoughts were: ''And this was my life?
This was how I lived? So little? Why?
I am the most kind and gentle rabbit in the whole forest and I will die honourlessly in the beginning of my life?
I have not even visited the Golden Ravine!''
December 2017
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