In a faraway village there lived a little boy named Armin and his younger sister, Leila. Every day Armin and Leila watched the birds in the sky, and while they were playing, a magic bird named Robine would land in the village.
Robine was a bird with colorful, shining feathers. Every day, with her magic feathers, she showed the children of the village little bits of magic. She could dress the trees in different colors, turn the flowers into new colors, and even change the river water into brighter, prettier colors.
Armin and Leila were always full of wonder and fun with Robine’s magic. They went to the forest together, and Robine gave them a wonderful show with her magic. Every morning the magic bird taught them new lessons from her magic, and they discovered the new magic with even more joy.
One day, when Armin and Leila were by the river with Robine, they listened to an old story about a magic castle. A castle that had been hidden in the forest long ago, and no one knew where this castle really was. Robine also told Armin and Leila magic stories from far, far worlds, and with these stories they traveled to lands full of magic.
Every day, Armin and Leila waited with excitement and hope for Robine to come to the village and, with her magic, dress the world in the most beautiful colors and patterns. With smiles on their faces and hands full of wonder and joy, they went with Robine to the forest and, among the colorful trees and pretty flowers, showed their magic village to every place they could.
The magic bird Robine always came back to the village and surprised her friends with her new and wonderful magic. With her feathers she could dress everything in the most beautiful and happiest shapes, but the real beauty was always in the hearts of Armin and Leila, who, with Robine’s magic, had entered a world full of color and light and joy.
The End.