In the yellow vast desert there is a lion that looked like no other lion. His face is not a lion’s face, but a face of an imaginary creature that exists in illusions of other animals’ minds. His eyes are wide, his nose looks up in pride, his hair is a golden crown on his head and his body is strong like the rocks of the desert. The mighty lion’s name is Sphinx.
Century after century after century the young mighty Sphinx guarded the kingdom in which he was born. Fighting animals from every part of the world, he lost many battles. Yet, after every battle he had lost, he stood up and fought again and again. His courage and challenging soul overwhelmed his enemies and he finally prevailed.
One day Sphinx became lazy and thought he should enjoy some rest. Yet, his duty is eternal as long as he alive.
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Laziness took over his challenging his spirit, and weakness tore his unmatched once-strong muscles. On that day, the red and blue cuckoo birds attacked Sphinx who was asleep on his golden throne. Being so weak in body and soul, he couldn’t defend his long resisting kingdom.
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The cuckoos broke the nose of Sphinx and took over his golden throne.
Then years after years pass and Sphinx is alive, sitting all alone near the tombs of his great ancestors. His mind is working in laziness and diseases are eating up his idle body. Sphinx now has one wish that occupies his mind: “I wish I could have two wings, I wish I could fly!”.
Years keep passing, and Sphinx keeps writing his wish list every New Year’s Eve…. Meanwhile, animals from all over the world come to watch the remains of a mighty king who is wishing to have two wings rather healing his broken nose.
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