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“My son!” the man called to him. The young boy looked up to see his father beckoning for him. The young boy ran to meet him, a curious look on his face.
“Look there, son!” his father whispered, pointing into the dense forest. “Look closely, and you’ll see a young deer, with the markings still on its back.”
The boy found, to his surprise, that his father was right. There was indeed a young fawn, merely a few days old, hiding in the brush. The boy turned to his father and smiled widely. The man placed a hand on the child’s shoulder.
“We should leave it alone now, son.” He said. “He must be scared.” With that, the man walked off, his son following close behind. They walked back to a small house at the edge of their town. A woman came out to meet them. She kissed the man and hugged the little boy, then followed them inside to hear their story.
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