Deep into the enchanted forest, when the night encircles the inhabitants in its green, quickening world, and the river expresses itself in its indecipherable silver argot, and birds chirp proud of inside information about the dawn, an enterprising squirrel named Spazz stumbles upon a glowing mushroom nestled beneath a gnarled oak. Ignoring warnings, he takes a bite, transforming into Prince Charming bedecked in resplendent attire. His fellow critters gaze in awe, clamoring for a taste, but when they do, nothing happens. Sensing an opportunity, Spazz chuckles, “If you want magic, just believe; don’t eat it!”
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