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In a village tucked deep within a forest, there was a legend of a bird that could sing melodies so beautiful, they could heal broken hearts. The bird was known as the Last Songbird, for it was said to be the only one of its kind left.

Amara, a young girl who lived in the village, had heard the stories from her grandmother. She often wondered if the bird was real or just a tale told to give hope. Her own heart had been heavy with sadness ever since her mother passed, and the world around her felt muted, as if it had lost its color.

One quiet evening, Amara wandered into the woods. The trees stood tall and shadowed, but she felt a pull, as if something was guiding her deeper into the forest. She walked for hours until the sun began to set, casting a golden glow on everything it touched. That’s when she heard it—a soft, distant melody carried by the wind.

Her heart leapt. She followed the sound until she reached a small clearing where a single, radiant bird sat on a branch. Its feathers shimmered with every hue of the rainbow, and its eyes sparkled with a kindness that instantly made Amara feel safe.

The bird began to sing, and as the notes filled the air, Amara felt her sadness lift. The world around her brightened, and memories of her mother flooded her mind, not with pain, but with warmth. Tears flowed down her cheeks, not from sorrow, but from joy. The bird’s song seemed to stitch her broken heart back together, piece by piece.

When the song ended, the bird looked at Amara one last time and flew off into the sky, disappearing into the horizon.

Amara returned to the village, her heart lighter than it had been in years. She knew the Songbird was real, and though she would never see it again, she carried its melody in her heart, forever healed.