The story about Vina and Vun and The Sun of Love

In the old times, when Evil was darkening, cooling, and scaring people, the Sun was caught in the dungeon of Darkness, and the Heart was imprisoned in the jail of Evil. When the Sun tried to shine, the Dark immediately extinguished it. When the Heart tried to love, Evil immediately choked it.

Flowers were gray, their stems twisted, leaves dried, and blossoms never bloomed. When the time came to open up and bloom, they went dry and rotted. Flowers didn’t smell nice; even their smell was bitter. In the sadness, even Death dies, let alone the flowers would bloom.

Rare trees were standing alone in the country with their dry branches and dark leaves as dead scarecrows. The birds didn’t visit them to greet them with their singing. Even if they came, they wouldn’t sing because the Evil ones took their voice and zipped their beaks. Their feathers were ragged, and their wings were too crushed to fly.

The songs were dying because of the Darklings, as they couldn’t sing. Life was dead, only Death was living.

People were going around with their heavy heads, looking down at the ground. Sadness was hanging upon the country as dark fog pressing and choking good people. Everything was black, black snow was falling, black tears were crying people, and even the white bread was black. Day and night were always dark. Darklings were sticking to people as dark shadows, biting and eating them alive. They were devouring them their whole life and finished them in Death.

When two friends met and looked at each other with sparkling eyes and hugged with warm, friendly love, the Darklings, dark beings in dark robes with ominous hoodies, immediately came to them. With their stinking breath from their rotten, maggoty, and gap-toothed muzzles, they extinguished the shiny sparks from friends' eyes. With the ice-cold, they froze the warmth of the friendly love. In a moment, they tear apart and saddened friends, sending them away with extinguished eyes and cold hearts. Darklings were feeding with sadness and despair; they swallowed fear and devoured sadness.

Every time they appeared, the Darkness became even darker, and the cold was even colder. Those were hard times, times without Light and Love. People were watching into the sky to see who stole the Sun, Its beautiful light and nice warmth from them. All they saw was just the Darkness, which watched them back with empty, dark, and cold eyes.

In the spring, new children came to joy in new life. Parents hid them before the Darklings so they could keep at least some of their natural joy in their hearts and shining light in their eyes. Despite their care, the Darklings were stalking the children, trying to extinguish and choke them.

New kids were without shadows, and the Darklings couldn’t stick to them. They were following them, jumping on them, and crampingly tried to bite themselves into their bodies, but they couldn’t. New kids were perfectly clean, and the Darklings were falling off them as black stains from the shining white coats. New kids were very happy, lively, and playful.

Darklings did everything they could to smother and freeze new children, but they couldn’t succeed because these kids were different. The shine in their eyes was stronger, the sparks were bigger, and their hearts were warmer.

When more of them were together, and they shone like the Sun, the Darklings couldn’t put them out, let alone cold and freeze them. The evils were very shocked because the light and warmth of the children's love and joy were steadily weakening them, making them fragile and thin. Their thick darkness faded into pale gray until one day they finally evaporated.

Children gave their shining light and warm love to others, and altogether were more and more sparkling and shining. All were very happy, hugging, singing, and dancing. That was the new morning and the new day, day of Light, and day of Love.

The Sun was shining, and warming day and night. Even when it was dark, it was light. The Heart also opened and strongly loved all good people.

Flowers bloomed with their pleasant smell, coloring the country beautifully. They smell so nice that even people blossomed in joy. Trees greened and invited birds to visit them. They flew immediately, singing their best songs, making all people happy. The Joy was smiling with people and laughter reded happy cheeks.

Grown-ups lost their shadows, and people shone freely as suns without shadows. Loving couples, families, and friends were hugging, singing, and dancing. Their eyes were sparkling in joy, and their hearts were full of love.

When a loving, nice, and friendly person does a good thing, smiles, and helps others, they spark a spark of love into the sky. All sparkles join into one big and beautiful Sun of Love.

In the wintertime, when clouds cover too short days and nights to quickly blanket the country, Sun of Love turns into Vina and Vun and comes down in the land of nice and loving people. Vina and Vun bring gifts to all people, children, and grown-ups alike, and gift them with love, joy, and happiness. Together they rejoice, sing, and dance.

When Vina and Vun greet, gift, and rejoice with all of their friends, they take each other's hands, fly to the sky, and hug into the Sun of Love. They will shine, warm and pet all good people until the next year when they will visit them again, celebrate, and rejoice in their Love, Goodness, and Beauty.

***I originally wrote this story for my friends on the planet Palki as a new winter myth to replace the Christian Santa Claus. It is a New Year festive tale for the new universe free of Evil, religions, and fear, celebrating the triumph of Light, Love, and Awareness over Darkness. Soon, good Earthlings will join the Cosmic Party.