The White Crane

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A soft whistle hummed through the pine trees and huddled around a dim fire sat Monkey, Monk, Pigsy and Sandy. The humble four sat around the lowlight crackle and reminisced about their long and enlightening journey to find Buddha. The four laughed and murmured about the adventure, but when the conversation finally died down Monkey stared up at the infinite sky. Millions of stars looked down upon him when in the distance he heard a soft cry. Monkey at first thought nothing of it, but it happened again, this time louder. The cry was the type that made a chill run through their bones and as it became louder and more frequent Monk finally said "do you hear that?". Monkey leaped up and replied, "Yes, it sounds like a bird." Pigsy murmured "far too loud to be a small bird." Monkey quickly argued back, "Sounds like someone needs help, we should go check it out." Finally after some light wining the group left their cozy fire and wandered out into the forest following the sound of the low squawk. As the group became engulfed in the dark foliage an eerie feeling set in. "I don't think we should of left the fire" Pigsy wined. Monkey simply rolled his eyes and carried on trudging though the mucky floor of the forest. The louder the squeal became, the forest finally started to weed out. The mucky floor became grassy and just when the squawk was so unbearably loud Monkey, Monk, Pigsy, and Sandy found themselves in an open field. In front of them was a white crane. The enormous bird stretched about five feet long and was lying in the tall grass. The group was in awe at the birds' beauty and size. The moonlit felid gave its once white feathers a light blue glow. The crane was lying in the field, breathing heavily and injured. Looking down Monk... ... middle of paper ... ... skinny arms and the feathers became a silk dress. The crane became a woman and as she gently landed back onto the ground, she smiled. "Thank you," she softly whispered. Her long black hair flowed in the wind like the sea and her voice was gentle like a harp. She walked towards Monk, kissed him on the cheek and said, "You will be repaid for your kindness." As soon as she came into his life, she was gone. Walking away through the talk grass, she vanished. The next morning the group found bundles of ripe berries and lavish plums on the trees surrounding them. The stream down the way was flowing with fresh water and large fish the size of a man's arm breached. Monkey, Monk, Pigsy, and Sandy ate like kings. Though they could never surely say that this was the cranes doing, deep in their hearts they knew their kindness to the injured bird gave them the plentiful hoard.

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