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The mama frog looked into the nest where she had left her egg, her beloved egg which she had been raising this entire time, for hundreds of years… only to end up with nothing there.
The egg she could swear to have seen right here was gone! Completely gone! If there was someone with the power to steal it, she would had already sensed its powerful presence and had rushed back in an instant, but the thief had some kind of ability… some kind of ability that allowed it to actually hide its presence and conceal itself to not be easily discerned by her.
While she distracted herself stupidly with some passerby, this malicious egg thief came out of nowhere and stole her precious little egg…! The one she had been raising and taking care for so long. The one she always groomed with her long tongue, so no parasites or algae were to grow over it, she always kept it with her own company, and in the beautiful full moon nights, she sang, croaking to her young to have good sleep.
