The mole loved to wander through the cool underground passages that his parents and grandfathers dug and cleaned out. He climbed to the upper galleries and went down, where there were storerooms with food supplies for future use.
While exploring his possessions and wealth, he one day discovered an unfamiliar hole and decided to find out where it led.
- Stop! - a warning voice was heard. - This path is dangerous!
But, driven by curiosity, the mole crawled higher and higher, and finally, scattering the ground with his paws, he saw a blue, blue abyss opening up before him. But this was the last thing the poor man saw in his life. A bright ray of sun hit the slitted eyes and blinded the mole.
In the same way, a lie can live happily, only by burying itself in a shelter. As soon as she is born, she immediately dies, blinded by the truth.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru