Aiden lived in a small cottage at the edge of Everwood, where the trees shimmered silver and whispers of old magic drifted on the breeze. He was a curious boy with a mop of wild brown hair and big blue eyes that sparkled like little lanterns. 🌟 One bright morning, after a night of thunder and strange dreams about getting lost, Aiden woke to find his favorite compass missing—a gift from his grandmother. He searched under his bed, in his boots, and even behind the garden shed, but it was gone. Frustrated, Aiden stuffed his hands into his pockets and wandered into the forest, hoping to clear his thoughts. Mossy roots curled under his sneakers as he went deeper and deeper into the woods. Suddenly, a soft voice drifted through the trees. “Trouble on your mind, young adventurer?” Aiden spun around and gasped. Sitting atop a rock was a fox with fur as orange as autumn leaves and eyes that t...

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