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The Badger and the Fairy
In the heart of the English countryside Boris the badger was taking a stroll through the evergreen forest. As the sun warmed his fur he became lost in his own thoughts. It was then he caught a glimpse of a flickering light in the distant trees. Boris searched all around him.
“I may be a simple creature but I am not stupid” he stomped his foot.
As he doubted his self he caught a glimpse of the light. So he dug in his sharp claws and shimmed up the oak tree. He placed himself on the branch near the aura of light and put on his glasses. It was neither firefly nor butterfly but a fairy with rainbow wings. Boris took in a deep breath to pluck up the courage to talk to her.
The Badger and the Fairy: Work
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