Teryl's Tales of Whim~The tiny duckling wept into the well, wishing it had a coin to throw in. One of many wishes that filled its desperate heart.
Then the wind blew the duckling down with a splash.
"Well, now I have MORE wishes," it cried.
"I think I can grant two small ones," Well answered weakly.
"I'm small, so my wishes are small too. Could I be strong and brave please?"
The swan protected the fragile wishing-well by keeping anyone else from falling in.
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