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The Crystal Baby Camel

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And this is what happened to the Slipper once.

It was an unhappy time in her life. The hostess almost accidentally threw her into the attic, forgetting there. The Slipper was in a box full of different varieties. There were: grandma’s postcards and her buttons, dad’s old coins, a collection of stamps donated by a friend, and a bunch of other things.

The oblique rays of the sun illuminated the floor and pretentious wooden decorations during the day with a bizarre interweaving of sunbeams, and by evening they decorated everything around with the colored reflections of the sun. It was boring in the attic and, in fact, Slipper only liked the sunset, when there really was something to see. The colors became warm and pleasant and the sun was no longer unbearably bright…

Then the Slipper began to walk a little, examining everything around. When the postcards were finished, she would find old books with black ink drawings of landscapes and studying those took the whole evening. And, then, Slipper liked old things, and she found the Crystal Baby Camel, found once at the bottom of that very box, to be especially interesting. «Very interesting!» – Thought aloud Slipper. «Hi-Hi!» – the camel answered her. «I thought I was alone here!» – exclaimed Slipper. «No, not alone. I am here too. I only sleep constantly. We are all camels „Aw!“ – the Slipper stretched in disappointment, – Well, sleep. I will not interfere with you.» And the Crystal Baby Camel again stretched out lazily, like all camels, quietly, therefore and imperceptibly, wagging its tail.

The Slipper continued to go about her business and this time she decided to devote the evening to poetry. She rarely opened their volume because there were no pictures. But the melancholy mood of the camel was transmitted to her. Poems captured our Slipper.

Standing on her toe, she blurted out a quatrain with expression. Then she stretched on her toe, made the final figured «Pa» in the air, the last final chord to the verse. The reading was delightful, how adorable are the golden bows on the side of the Slipper! Satisfied, she sank to the floor, catching her breath. The verse was of amazing beauty and subtlety, and the Slipper itself is Beautiful!

The Slipper. Fairy tales

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