“The golden bird”

The bird of gold and silver, with wings that shimmered in the cold winter air, soared towards the melancholic moon hanging low in the dark sky of Marlboro. It gracefully navigated through the dawn, moving towards the clear horizon as if carried by the gentle breeze. Its majestic flight captured the attention of both curious animals and greedy humans below.

Some observed the bird with the curiosity of a cat born under the pale moonlight, while others stared with an insatiable thirst for wealth reflected in their eyes. The avian beauty aimed for the kingdom of Veldera, where the hustle and bustle of human life filled the air. Once again, it became the center of attention, evoking curiosity in some like the moonlit cat, and triggering unbridled greed in others.

With pride evident in every beat of its wings, the bird of gold and silver traversed the sky until night reclaimed the day. Fearlessly, it flew back to its small yet opulent nest, made of gold, jewels, and diamonds. The mystery of how such a modest abode could be the source of the bird's pride lingered in the air. At dawn, it embarked on its flight once more, its prideful journey piercing the sky.

This time, not only did the humans take notice, but so did their ruler, King Bulmure, the greediest man known in history. His eyes dripped with avarice, akin to ice melting on a hot summer day. A knowing smile crossed his face, conveying intentions that required no spoken words. The bird continued its flight over the kingdom until the night aged.

Attempting to return to its cherished nest, the bird met an unfortunate fate. An arrow crafted from gold pierced its heart midair, and like a fallen star, it descended from the sky, leaving the once-prideful creature to its demise. The kingdom, draped in the darkness of the night, witnessed the tragedy that unfolded, marking the end of a majestic journey that had captivated both curious hearts and insatiable desires.