Suvepäike paistis kuumalt Tallinnale, mis nüüd oli varemetes.

The summer sun shone hotly on Tallinn, now in ruins.

Maarja vaatas ringi, otsides märke elust.

Maarja looked around, searching for signs of life.

Vanad gooti stiilis hooned olid kokku varisemas ja viinapuu kasvas nende peal.

The old Gothic-style buildings were collapsing, and vines grew over them.

Maarja ja Joonas seisid keset seda kõike, veidi närvilised.

Maarja and Joonas stood amidst it all, a bit nervous.

"Mida me teeme edasi?

"What do we do next?

Vett pole," ütles Joonas.

There’s no water," said Joonas.

Tema hääl oli murelik.

His voice was anxious.

"Peame leidma maa-aluse veeallika," vastas Maarja otsustavalt.

"We must find an underground water source," replied Maarja decisively.

"Ma tean, et see on olemas.

"I know it exists.

Me lihtsalt peame selle leidma."

We just have to find it."

Maarja oli julge ja osav.

Maarja was brave and resourceful.

Ta otsis oma õde, kes oli juba ammu kadunud.

She was searching for her sister, who had been missing for a long time.

Joonas oli alati tema kõrval, kaitstes teda ohtude eest.

Joonas was always by her side, protecting her from dangers.

Tal oli süü minevikus tehtud vigade pärast, kuid Maarja andis talle lootust.

He carried guilt for past mistakes, but Maarja gave him hope.

Nad kõndisid edasi mööda kivist tänavaid, jõudes vanasse raekoja platsile.

They walked onward along the stone streets, reaching the old town hall square.

Seal kohtasid nad võõrast meest.

There, they encountered a stranger.

Mees tundus salapärane.

The man appeared mysterious.

"Te otsite vett," ütles mees.

"You are looking for water," the man said.

Tema hääl oli vaikne ja tasane.

His voice was quiet and calm.

"Ma tean, kus see peidus on."

"I know where it is hidden."

"Kas me saame sind usaldada?"

"Can we trust you?"

küsis Joonas kahtlevalt.

Joonas asked doubtfully.

"Näidake mulle teed," ütles Maarja.

"Show us the way," said Maarja.

"Meil pole valikuid."

"We don’t have any other options."

Mees juhatas neid läbi kitsaste tänavate ja alla keldritesse.

The man led them through narrow streets and down into cellars.

Lõhn oli niiske ja hallitanud.

The smell was damp and moldy.

Maarja ja Joonas hoidsid relvi valmis, juhuks kui midagi juhtuks.

Maarja and Joonas kept their weapons ready, in case something happened.

Ühel hetkel jõudsid nad suure, maa-aluse ruumi juurde.

At one point, they reached a large underground chamber.

Seal oli vesi – selge ja sinine.

There was water—clear and blue.

Kuid see polnud tühi.

But it wasn't unoccupied.

"Lõpuks ometi!

"Finally!

Meil on vett!"

We have water!"

hüüdis Maarja rõõmsalt.

Maarja exclaimed joyfully.

Kuid rõõm ei kestnud kaua.

But the joy didn’t last long.

Rühma teisest otsast ilmusid relvastatud inimesed.

From the other end of the room, armed people appeared.

Maarja astus ettevaatlikult edasi ja märkas midagi, mis pani ta südame kiiremini tuksuma.

Maarja stepped forward cautiously and noticed something that made her heart beat faster.

Tema õde oli nende seas.

Her sister was among them.

"Maarja?"

"Maarja?"

ütles õde.

her sister said.

"Sa tulid mind otsima?"

"You came looking for me?"

"Jah," vastas Maarja.

"Yes," Maarja replied.

"Aga me vajame vett.

"But we need water.

Me kõik vajame."

We all do."

Pärast pikka arutelu jõudsid kõik kokkuleppele.

After a long discussion, everyone reached an agreement.

Maarja ja tema õde rääkisid, meeldetuletades omavahelist sidet.

Maarja and her sister talked, rekindling their bond.

Vana vaen unustati ja uus liit loodi.

Old grudges were forgotten, and a new alliance was formed.

Maarja mõistis nüüd diplomaatia ja meeskonnatöö väärtust.

Maarja now understood the value of diplomacy and teamwork.

Joonas leidis jõudu andestada endale ja otsustas pühenduda uuele algusele.

Joonas found the strength to forgive himself and decided to commit to a new beginning.

Nad kõik jagasid vett ja ehitasid uuesti lootuse täis tuleviku.

They all shared the water and rebuilt a future full of hope.

Ja nii, Tallinnas purunesid vanad vihkamisemüürid, teed andes uuele sõprusele.

And so, in Tallinn, old walls of hatred crumbled, making way for new friendships.