Story — At the End of the Rainbow’s Beginning

15.03.2023

This morning, I was driving along a field after the rain…
Thoughtfully (as only drivers with over thirty years of experience can), I was looking both at the road and somewhere beyond.
Suddenly, a rainbow appeared. Briefly.
It seemed to rise from the ground itself.

But that was not the important part.
It was unusually close…
And in its glow, I suddenly distinguished the figure of a child. Not clearly — more a feeling than a sight.
It seemed he was standing there, looking at me.
And for a moment, I felt as if I saw the passing car through his eyes…
And he was speaking to me.

I came home and wrote his story. Not invented — but the one he told me.

That’s how the story I called At the End of the Beginning of the Rainbow was born.

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© Anatoliy Kavun
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