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The Awakening to Magic
By morning, the dog awoke to find that the patterns on the puppies’ fur had changed. In the night, they had shifted into new shapes—spirals, stars, and waves that seemed to pulse with life. One puppy glowed softly with a green hue matching the leaves of trees, while another’s markings swirled like constellations in the night sky.

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The sun rose high and high, but its glow was a little diminished. Yet it did not fade away. The puppies carried even at daylight that spark of magic, as if they were connected to the very essence of nature.
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