Hotel in Donetsk

Legend

Who he is and where he came from - did not know the residents of a small town, some one thousand in Old Europe. Whether it sailed from tropical countries that on the other side of the ocean, one of the mighty sailing ships, or came from a nice Paris, where he amused Sun King. But once an old house that was in an alley near the city hall, found a new tenant.

He was no longer young, but still not old, it was a stranger, this Carten Lind - and a lot of power townspeople gossiped about him, forgetting about the old boring arguments. And after going home and pulling on the head of a knitted cap, put down, to see the rare dreams, the same mundane and gray, as well as their lives. Lind also had no time to be bored - he was enthusiastically engaged in repairing their new home. And, to the envy of their neighbors, the house came out awesome: everything seemed to paint the world mixed bright rainbow on its facade. Onlookers who gathered each morning on the street, it became more and more. Seest thing - a sort of a strange house, once thought so, where he saw? "So I saw him in a dream" - said Lindh.

"In a dream?" Crank, snorted into his mustache respectable inhabitants, all well known that if a dream, then so dull and gray as the mist that rises in the evening. A queer look in amazement at the skepticism surrounding smile:

- I once had a dream, a dream about a house where I'll be happy. I looked for him for a long time, until I realized that their dream home, I made myself. Himself dressed in his bright colors and carrying out its own dream. Do not you dream and do not see the color of dreams? - He asked.

They just shrugged their shoulders.

Since then, Lindh became thoughtful, and has no previous excitement took up the paint. Until one night, not invited to visit the neighbors' children that always swirled far from wonderful homes. Put on the table meal: a whole dish of bright candies - Select any! "These magical candy - he said. - And, before you eat them before bed, be sure to make a wish. " Magic is not magic, but of the children refuse goodies? Candies were eaten with gusto, and at night came dreams - vivid, full of life, sweetness, and dreams. Not surprisingly, the morning of neighborhood kids were waiting for a stranger near the porch of his home.

- I had a wonderful dream - it has come true desire, which I put forth in the evening! - excitedly screaming children. - Bon-Bon, you give us more of his magical candy?

- In fact, they are not magical, just that I put into them part of their soul. You yourself will make come true your desire and dream. A candy only made it sweeter - that you, like me, wanted to carry it out.

It was only the beginning of history. After learning about the wonderful sweets presenting with colored dreams, to the master, which followed children all came to be called Mr. Bon-Bon, began arriving as adults. His fame grew - and in a small town guests were pulled from all over Europe: a picturesque house BonBonOtel, which became the pride of a small town, happy to accept all. And having tasted the magic of candy and make a wish, they spent the night under this hospitable roof, in-house bonbonniere - amazing night, which covered the moon, bright as candy. And, returning to the usual life, the guests have carried out a particle of a sweet night of magic and dreams. And since people began to dream delicious colorful dreams-dreams that would make a reality.