“One morning, as Pierre was preening his feathers, a tiny figure caught his eye. It was a fairy, no larger than his thumb, with gossamer wings that sparkled like morning dew. Her name was Elara, and she was enchanted by the peacock's splendor. "Your feathers are more beautiful than any rainbow," Elara exclaimed, her voice as delicate as a whisper.”

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