Quick! "Another one is coming!", he said while packing some shiny stuff into what looked like a pot. This was clearly not his first time.

The dark faced little man was sweating like no tomorrow. After lacing his shoes overly tight, he crouched, like he was ready for the sprint of his life.

His eyes lit up. A smirk appeared.

Go!

He jumped. I quickly followed him. As we fell, we could see through the cloud the sun rays intensifying. Colors were forming, like the finale of a firework show. And there it was,

The rainbow.

Running down on it to the bottom, he put down the pot of gold and disappeared in the beam light.

Quick! "Another one is coming!"

Julie xx