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It was late, late at night, deep in the

dark forest. Bear was standing next to

the lake, with a glum expression on

his face. Owl spread out her beautiful

white wings, and silently glided down

towards him.

“What’s up, Bear?” she asked.

“I need you to help me out, Owl,”

said Bear. “I guess it might sound a bit

crazy, but my dream is to able to fly.”