The camera slowly pans across the lush, uneven grass toward the weathered wooden crate where the glass fishbowl sits. Ava walks slowly toward the bowl, her dark curls bouncing with every step. She stops and leans in close, her eyes wide with innocent curiosity. Tiny dust motes dance in the shafts of golden sunlight filtering through the overhead trees, creating a sense of quiet magic. Off-scre...
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