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The sun rose into the dead grey sky and was instantly swallowed by the hazy linger of the low, dark clouds. Across the city, the concrete blocks of the skyscrapers and buildings slowly lightened in the morning mist.

The first workers of the day got out of their cars and taxis or walked down the latticed streets to where they worked. It was the same as every other day. Depressing, gloomy, repetitive.

All day long, the muffled sounds of telephones repetitive clicking of typewriter keys wore on monotonously.

The day continued and drew to a close as the low grey clouds turned into a dark fog. Evening came and street lamps were lit, illuminating the wet stone pavement and the misty air.
One by one, the lights of the buildings were flicked off, and the city was plunged into the darkness of the night.

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In another land, where light, sunshine, music and happiness ruled, a party was being prepared in the main garden. All the creatures of this land had fun. They were animals, animals of every kind, shape and colour. They were all very happy with themselves.

The night came, clear and star studded and there was a general cheer from all around as the music began. The animals danced and sung all night, oblivious to the fact that close by, but not as close as one might think, there was a land full of gloom and misery.

The snake was feeling sleepy. His eyes were drooping even as he made his way to his cosy hole along the dirt track. He'd danced for hours and he could tell the sun was due to rise soon. He'd have a nice nap in the rising sun and warm up.

Suddenly, in the light and colours coming from the party, the snake saw a very strange sight. Something that had never been seen in his land before.
It was a single flower. A flower so dull and grey that it appeared to be sucking all the colour from its surroundings. He swore he could see little waves that vacuumed the happiness and cleanliness into it's dull void.

The petals were wilted; the grey was plain and had no shades or patterns. The snake wondered if it was safe to touch and dropped a pebble onto the flower. Instantly, it instantly vanished.
The snake stared in shock and a little scared, nothing like this had ever been seen before.
But his eyes were still drooping and he knew he wouldn't be able to concentrate without sleep.
He decided he would tell the other animals about it the following day.

The next day in the dreary, grey land, the sun rose and was swallowed by the hazy cloud as usual. A man in a grey suit was walking to work. As he turned the corner, he almost screamed out in alarm. An enormous, canary-yellow flower was stencilled onto the concrete wall of a building. Underneath it, a shiny black pebble lay, shinier than any other pebble he'd ever seen. He stared at it gaping for quite some time, wondering what to do, and in the end decided to call the councillors.

Meanwhile in the land of colour, happiness and fun, all the animals were gathered around the wilted grey flower. The much muttering had led to a decision. The snake had told the other animals about how the stone had vanished when it had touched the petals, and no one had wanted to touch the flower after they heard that. Most of the other animals agreed that it had to be some kind of porthole.

“Someone needs to go through the porthole and find out where it leads.” the lioness instructed. Her gaze was met with silence and downcast eyes. “Who will go?”
Nobody volunteered. The snake was thinking furiously. Someone had to go, but no one wanted to. He had been the one to first find the flower and he felt a mild responsibility for it. Plucking up his courage, the snake hissed, “I’ll go.”
There was a murmur of surprise and he could feel everyone’s eyes on him whether with adoration, surprise or fear for his sake, he couldn't tell. The hundreds of eyes followed him as he slithered up to the grey flower. His skin touched the ice-cold petals, colder even, than his own skin, and then everything went black.
He was swirling away in a blur of black and colour.

As he spun into focus, he hit something very hard, as hard as rock. He had landed on it. He looked up and saw that the rock went on for as far as his eyes could see. As his eyes got used to the darkness, the snake took in the grey of the strange and gloomy land. He realised that there was no sun, or plants, or happiness, and everything seemed to be made out of this grey, hard stone. He slithered around and found a hard substance that he could see through in a tall block of the strange stone.
He peered in and almost fainted in surprise.

Two figures were gaping at him in shock. Everything was grey and black, even the whites of this world ere dulled and hazy.
He just wanted his colour and his nature back! Before the screaming could start, he quickly slithered back to the only place he remembered as having colour: the yellow stencilled flower that he had emerged from.

That must have been the only way back to his world. He could hear footsteps, and heart beating wildly, he leapt up to the stencilled, yellow flower, touching its warm and comforting petals.

The black and colourful void rose up before him again and he went spinning back to where he hoped was home.

In the grey and dull land, the man in the suit was leading a group of people to the painted yellow flower on the wall of the skyscraper.
After much discussion, they all agreed that it did make an improvement to their land, because it made them feel happier, although the brightness was certainly something they would have to get used to.
They were going to keep it.
Already a large group of people had stopped to stare and talk about it.

Meanwhile in the happy and colourful land, the snake told the other animals of his adventure in the other dark, sad and grey land. They agreed that they should go to the sad land and try to cheer up the dull and boring humans. The cat said she had read myths about creatures called humans or people, who were meant to rule the animal kingdom.
They laughed at that, because if so, they were doing a very bad job at it.
The emu had heard of large spreads of liquid rock, which turned solid called concrete and while they put together the pieces of the puzzle, they decided to see if they would make the unhappy, grey world into a colourful, fun world. Maybe the myths were wrong. Surely if the humans lived in this state, it would be the animals meant to be looking after the humans?

Eventually, one by one, following the snake, they each walked, slithered or glided up to the grey flower, and went spinning into the darkness.

As each animal touched the concrete, they each noticed a dramatic
change. Whatever they touched became beautiful and colourful.
Trees, flowers, plants and grass, bloomed everywhere, like umbrellas in a sudden storm. The humans emerged from buildings, their faces lighting up at the amazing nature. Some were smiling and laughing at the beautiful change.
The group of humans who had been gathered there already let out a surprised gasp at all the colourful animals coming through, but their eyes widened as the colours started spreading over their world.

Then the most amazing thing happened.

The mist and fog melted away to reveal a perfect aqua blue sky, and a glorious, strong sunlit up the world below, to the astonishment of the humans, now squinting, who were amazed at the bright light after the grey hazy fog.

Soon enough, the whole world looked a lot like the one the animals had just left!

“Well,” said the lioness, “let’s go back home. We’ve done all we can do.”

So all the animals lined up at the flower and they each disappeared into their own land, but again, something had changed.

Their bright and colourful world had become as dark as the human one had been. The animals didn’t know what to do. Where had the colour from their world gone? Then it dawned on them. They had spread their colour and happiness into the human’s world of darkness and gloom, and so it had disappeared from their own world.

An idea struck the snake.
“Let’s stay in the human’s world to keep it happy and colourful!”
There was a murmuring of agreement, and the lioness decided.
“We shall go to the human world and live there with them.”
So, each animal touched the now golden and bright flower, and for the last time, were spun into the dazzling light.

The animals went to live all over the now brightly coloured world.
Underwater, in the snow, through the desert, up in the air and in the forest. They kept the whole world happy and bright and they have done so ever since. The humans accepted the animals and learnt things about them. The world was perfect.

However, the animals lost one of their powers.
As the years past, and the descendants of the animals took charge, they became silent, forgetting the language they had once shared with each other.

No one ever heard them speak again.

But high up in the heavens, Mother Nature smiled. Her plan had been successful. The Earth had turned into a sanctuary of animals and humans and a happy place, and she hoped it still would be for thousands of years to come.

The end.