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In the heart of a sprawling, sun-drenched meadow, where wildflowers painted the landscape with vibrant hues and tall grasses swayed gently in the breeze, lived a bunny named Benny. Benny was a bouncy, fluffy ball of white fur with long, twitching ears and a nose that always seemed to be sniffing out new adventures. By day, he was the happiest, most playful bunny in all of Sunny Meadow, hopping and skipping with boundless energy, his white tail a blur against the green grass. But when the sun dipped below the horizon, and the first stars began to appear in the darkening sky, a chilly, shivering fear would creep into Benny’s heart. The darkness felt big and scary, swallowing the familiar world in a cloak of shadows, and Benny would quickly retreat to his cozy burrow, burying himself beneath his warm, soft blanket, and refusing to emerge until the first rays of sunlight peeked over the horizon once again. One starlit evening, as Benny lay huddled under his blanket, his heart thumping like a drum, he heard a faint, worried voice calling from outside. “Help! Oh, please, someone help!” The voice was small and weak, and Benny, his ears perked up with concern, knew that someone was in need of assistance. He recognized the voice as that of a little glow-worm named Lumina, who lived in a nearby patch of wildflowers. She was known to have a gentle heart and kind spirit. Though his body trembled with fear, Benny knew he had to be brave. He peeked out from under his blanket, his eyes wide with trepidation, and taking a deep, shaky breath, he hopped out of his burrow and into the inky darkness. The meadow was transformed; the familiar shapes of trees and flowers now appeared as towering, mysterious figures. Benny’s fear was real, like a cold hand gripping his heart, but the thought of the little glow-worm in distress spurred him forward, each hop a little braver than the last. He took long, purposeful hops forward, looking closely for his friend. As he ventured through the darkness, Benny began to notice how beautiful the night could be. The stars twinkled like tiny diamonds scattered across a velvet cloth, the moon shone with a gentle, silvery light, casting long, ethereal shadows, and fireflies danced among the wildflowers like living jewels, their tiny lights creating patterns of beauty. He soon found Lumina caught in a thorny bush. With a gentle nudge of his nose, Benny freed her, and in gratitude, Lumina lit up the path for Benny, her glow creating a safe and magical passage through the meadow. He found himself mesmerised by her light. Benny realised that the night, when you truly looked, was not scary at all; it was actually full of wonder and magic. He escorted Lumina back to her home, and as he looked up at the beautiful night sky, Benny understood that being brave wasn’t about not being afraid, it was about doing what was right, even when your heart was still filled with fear.