TALE
Milo and the Moonlit Pond
A little fox follows a shimmer through the forest, and a friend on a branch knows its secret.
Milo the little fox had nearly finished his evening walk when something sparkled between the trees. He stopped. Was it a fallen star? A tiny lantern? The forest rustled softly around him. Up on a branch, Owl blinked one golden eye; from up there she could see everything. Nearby, a family of fireflies flickered, drifting toward the glow as if they knew the way. Milo pricked his ears. “Owl,” he called, “what is that light?”
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