The magic feather – 4
by RajaRajeshwari Arenga
“I got it right here tucked under my wings,” replied the Egret softly.
The wind blew hard, ruffling the egret’s feathers and making them stand on edge.
“What have you got?” The crows inquired, slowly circling the Egret.
“A magic feather,” whispered the egret.
“A magic what!” exclaimed one of the crows with a guffaw.
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