For the first time in their lives, they saw the trees move with the wind—not concrete, not glass, but real leaves. 🌳
The scent of earth. The sound of birds, not horns.
City animals—raised among steel and smoke—huddled together with wide eyes and faster heartbeats.
They weren’t scared. They were thrilled.
They dreamed of running free, of chasing clouds, of tasting water that didn’t come from a faucet.
For a brief moment… they belonged to the wild.
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