The view from the top of the hill was very beautiful until Tara found a colourful feather that fell in front of her distracted her gaze at the surrounding hills. Tara who hasn't learnt the art of walking completely was about to trip but still, she reached out to grasp the feather. It flew, as a mild wind blew. She started to chase it with her innocent walk.
That was a long chase indeed. Finally, she jumped to reach the feather that slipped the clasp of her palm and Tara found herself caught by her father's arms. Tara missed what seemed precious to her, but her father didn't.
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