In an enchanted kingdom where men can never reach, or perhaps where men transit eternally without realizing it...
In a magical kingdom, where non-tangible things become concrete.
Once upon a time... there was a wonderful pond.
It was a lagoon of crystal clear and pure water where fish of all existing colors swam and where all shades of green were permanently reflected...
Sadness and fury came to bathe in that magical and transparent pond, keeping each other company.
The two took off their clothes and naked they both entered the pool. Fury, in a hurry (as fury is always), urgently - without knowing why - bathed quickly and even more quickly, came out of the water...
But fury is blind, or at least it does not clearly distinguish reality, so, naked and in a hurry, she put on the first clothes she found when she left...
And it happened that those clothes were not hers, but the one of sadness...
And dressed in sadness, anger left.
Very calm, and very serene, willing as always to stay where she is, sadness finished her bath and without any hurry (or rather, without awareness of the passage of time), lazily and slowly, she came out of the pond. On the shore he found that his clothes were gone.
As we all know, if there is something that sadness does not like, it is to be naked, so she put on the only clothes that were by the pond, the clothes of rage.
They say that since then, many times one finds the fury, blind, cruel, terrible and angry, but if we take the time to look closely, we find that this fury that we see is only a disguise, and that behind the disguise of the fury, actually… sadness is hidden.