I first taught it to speak. It spoke with a voice so soothing that it can take your worries away. Next, I taught it to sing. Sounds and notes so heavenly that even angels are jealous of it. It kept it in a cage and fed it a feast fit for a God. Not even my fellow men were able to taste the delicacies that it consumes. I wanted it to fly higher and farther than any other bird. So I let it out of its cage.
Days turn into night; Seasons pass one after another. Then one night when the moon was crescent, it came back to the cage. I never want it to fly away again, so I broke its wings.
It still speaks and sings, and now it can't fly. It truly is a bird unlike any other.
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