When yellow left red

I was in the yard at the back of the church of Prague castle when it happened. It was a sunny day and the walk in the castle was delightful, until the moment a sudden rain started making everybody to look for a temporary shelter.

They both were walking with the rest of the visitors but I only noticed them when they started quarreling. The young one wanted to go towards the open yard by himself while the lady - probably his mother - was trying to hold him back. He was moving his arms, with stubbornness trying to persuade her to let him play in the rain. She acted like such a game would be disastrous. She spoked in a strange language but her expressions were like saying "you cannot be there alone by yourself, you will be noticed by everybody, we only walk all together in the rain".

The young one turned his back, made some steps with his head down and then started to run away from her. She tried to follow him but he was gone among the crowd while the sun was appearing again in the sky!

But the light was somehow different... like missing something... like being seen through a filter, with red and blue dominating the spectrum and giving a darker view on everything. The strangest of all was with the previously ochre surfaces that suddenly turned to black.

It did not last long, the young one appeared again behind a corner sticking out his tongue and laughing at his mother. I smiled and continued my way in the castle and in the magical city.

At my hotel room after an exhausting day I only managed to change channels twice on tv before falling asleep.
On "cnn's strange news" the phenomenon of dark light over Prague was mentioned.
On "discovery's story of the light" I heard or dreamed something like the below....

The family of colours are so close to each other that one can not easily recognize who is who... All together dancing everywhere at every single point, shining white with a million shades. When they meet with matter they are playing with it, using it as a trampoline; one showing off, while the rest of them applaud for the one reflected back to space...!

They enjoy so much when they collide with water drops!! They appear all separated from each other but together in the same arc, bending over earth triumphantly!

When people honour them by painting art they feel great! It is the closest they come with minds! It is the time that their joy mixes with thoughts and feelings coming out of human souls and expressed on every possible surface.

They move fast, but each one with his/her unique frequency and wave length, sliding on the fabric of spacetime. They laugh at and confuse anyone who observes them, by changing from a series of particles to sets of energy waves.

There have been legends saying that sometimes they take the form of humans and they walk among us... Gods of colours enjoying life of common people. They are not easily recognizable, but those that have seen them say that they sometimes have a fading aura around them besides the fact that each of them is dressed in only one colour.

I took a deep breath of satisfaction in the arms of Morpheus... I could contribute to the legend... I have seen yellow leaving red...

(picture originally shot at the location of the story)