The Secret of Silvercloud City

In the Midnight City, where the streets smell of sweet sugar washes, and the wind-ers sang the gentle lullaby, lived a little boy named Foxy. Foxy had this amazing dream to build the world's highest tower from the cloud. But he was very afraid to share his rare sickly crystals that were whispering softly when they touched them. One day, when Foxy had his treasure come to him by the shudders, a tiny golden elf with brilliant wings. "Wow, what a miracle!" he wrote Shoshk, shoveling a cloud beneath the feet of Foxy. "Let's build together! Will you give me one pink crystal?" Foxy clenched crystals in his palm. The heart's fallen faster. If you share it, you'll be able to live on your own tower!

Foxy decided to try to share. When the pink crystal ended up in the hands of the Shearry, that joyful flock, and the crystal lit even more bright, smoking a stylish bitch! They began to build together, and the tower grew incredibly quickly. Suddenly there was a big gray cloud called Pachmurko. She trembled from the cold and quietly cried with a small rain. The breath was so lonely that his sigh was all about to freeze. The tower was covered with thin ice, which was cold with his fingers. Foxy had a special, hot crystal. He could warm the Peambrok, but then the tower would remain undecorated. Foxy got stuck looking at a sad gray guest.

Foxy smiled and pulled the sun's crystal into the Pachmack. Once the gray cloud touched the heat, a miracle happened! The cartilage became a gentle, pink western cloud that smelled warm honey. He laughed very much, and this laughter drove all the cold. Shower, Pachmuro and Foxy are holding hands. Together, they built such an enormous and beautiful tower that the Silver Clear City has never seen! She lit up all the colors of the rainbow. Foxy realized that when you shared with others, your complaints don't disappear. They return as a true friendship, heat, and enormous common joy that can keep the world warm.