The Quail Egg and The Garden: A Story of a King

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Growing impatient, Egg fell from the nest, rolling downhill until it came to a rest in a patch of soft grass.
Mother shrieked as she saw Egg roll, fluttering after Egg as branches and vines slapped against her face. "My egg!" she cried. "My egg!"
Father heard Mother and quickly ran from the lawn where he had been snacking, following Mother's voice.
"Mother! Mother! What happened?" Father came upon Mother, the white speckled skin of Egg resting on a bed of old pine needles.
"He rolled right...