MENTALITY
There was an atomic explosion growing in that city. Yes, I grew up. For many years now.
First, a dusty cloud hovered over the asphalt, which
From time to time the wind swayed, but could not move it from its place. Then an explosion
turned into a small fungus, so beautiful and curly.
And people came to look at him. In the evenings he even a little
glowed with a reddish light, like the setting sun. Then an explosion
turned into a mushroom-shaped, swirling tree. In his shadow
lovers were resting. Oldies led to its dusty roots
their grandchildren and said, smiling nostalgically: - Look,
when I was small like you, he was small like
flower.
And then the explosion rose above the tallest buildings. And even by
the nights were light. People began to wear dark glasses and warm themselves
near the explosion. Some came to admire
a bizarre black pattern burned into the asphalt: these were shadows
people who came too close to the explosion. Not from them
There was not even ashes left, but only shadows on the asphalt. One layer
shadows over the years was superimposed on another, then hidden under
the third one.
People are just used to the fact that an atomic explosion is growing in their city,
they forgot about him and stopped being afraid. Yes, they weren’t afraid of him
never. They remembered him as very tiny. Like a flower...They
they stopped even seeing him. Here we goturned into shadows if
came too close.
And in that city people ate and drank poison. The poison, by the way, was very
tasty, colorful and could disguise itself as any product.
People knew he could do this, but they still bought him
ate and drank with pleasure, praised in every possible way and
advertised. How delicious it is! And pleasing to the eye, and
stomach! I? Is this really poison? What will happen from one piece?
Yes, just one sip is not harmful. No one has heard from him yet
died...
Actually, of course, he died. But we will all be there. And
in general. Living is harmful.
I ran around the city barefoot and shouted:
- People! Have you all gone crazy?! Here soon
there will be nothing left!!
- Why is this? Everything will be as it always was... Explosion?
Yes, until it grows! I? Well, should we eat air?...
Leave?! That's a no-brainer! By the way, I have work and family here.
-friends-children.
And here they are lying!
No children had been born in that city for sixty years. I generally
Miraculously, how worthy! I'm one of a kind - a relic
so to speak! I am twelve years old. Forever. I'm already seventy
two years is like twelve.
That morning, the liquid asphalt that filled the sidewalks and roads
flared up for the first time. People splashed in annoyance, raising high
charred legs, and smiled, saying, what can you do? Well
ok, we're burning, we're burning. And whoDoesn't it light up these days?
The black dirt smugly slurped and squelched under the bony
people's feet. People were slurping their breakfasts. To your loved ones
uneaten poison. Cancerous tumors protruding from the skin
I had to press my fingers into the rotting body, otherwise they
interfered with walking.
And then I suddenly got tired of everything. I found a stepladder and climbed up
with her help on the windowsill. I opened the window. The world was already behind him
completely white and finally starting to tremble. My skin and eyes
it tingled slightly.
Well, have you waited?
Then the liquid asphalt lazily shook, and along it slowly
the shaft of the shock wave floated by. My hateful house shook timidly and
as if he asked in his creaking voice: “Or maybe it’s not necessary?...” It’s necessary,
Fedya, we need it!
I dangled my legs from the windowsill, and they drowned in a white glow. A
then I jumped off the melting sheet. Only figurines for you! I don't
fell into a fiery asphalt hell. And he flew up like a bird to the very
the sky, blue as my eyes, to the white clouds.
Because I want it that way. Got it? I want to fly away and never
never see that city again.
And, by the way, no one ever saw him again. Everything about him
forgot. Only poison, very unhappy that it was stopped
eat, packed his belongings and moved to the nearest town. Here somewhere
they will surely love him. In the last city they fell in love...
And the wind carried there a tiny seed of an atomicexplosion.
Everything will be as it always was... 03.12.01. DRAW.
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