They would enter a blessed age, riding colorful winged horses.
They were leaping forward like mad and flying with the speed of lightning.
They would pass under the rainbow and their wishes would come true.
They would cross flat plains, forests, rivers and steep mountains;.
They would fly from the rainbow on invisible wings.
The world stood and held its breath, waiting for the outcome of this crazy race.
An extraordinary time that could fit a lifetime into a moment was ticking with the earth.
The sky was witnessing this.
The stars in the sky would slip away and disappear from time to time.
But they held on tightly, hand in hand, heart to heart; lost.
They wouldn't go, they wouldn't get lost..
Because they were passing under the rainbow.
Even if this passage lasted a lifetime, their hearts would always beat as one.
Their steps would run in the same direction; without being separated or broken off.
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