The morning sun peeked over Willowpond, painting everything in gold and glitter. The water shimmered like melted sunlight, dragonflies zoomed around like tiny flying jewels, and the frogs sang their "ribbit-ribbit" good morning songs. Even the cattails swayed lazily, as if they were still half-asleep.
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It was another calm and cozy day—
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except for one tiny turtle who just couldn't stop... looking up.
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Her name was Tilly, and she was not like the other turtles at all.
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While the others loved hiding under lily pads or sunbathing on smooth, warm rocks, Tilly liked watching the sky more than anything else. Her big, round eyes followed every single bird that passed by—the swans that glided like clouds, the sparrows that zipped like little arrows, and the eagles that soared high and proud.
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"Oh, to have wings," she whispered dreamily, her voice as soft as ripples on the pond. "To float and twirl and see what's beyond those fluffy clouds..."
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Beside her, her best friend Poko the snail yawned so big his shell wobbled.
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"You say that every single morning, Tilly," he mumbled sleepily. "Why would anyone want to leave the pond? It's so... squishy and safe here."
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Tilly smiled, resting her chin on her shell.
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"Because, Poko, the world is big! Don't you ever wonder what's out there? What if there are shiny rivers that sparkle brighter than stars, or waterfalls that smell like rainbows, or maybe even mountains made of moss?"
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Poko blinked very slowly. "Hmm..."
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Then he thought about it for a long, long moment.
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And finally said, "Nope."
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Then he yawned again.
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Tilly giggled. "Well, I do! Someday, I'll fly just like the birds."
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From across the pond came a loud SPLASH! and a deep, croaky laugh.
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It was Mr. Croak, the grumpiest frog in all of Willowpond. He was sitting on his favorite rock, puffing up his chest like a green balloon.
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"Fly? YOU?" he bellowed so loudly that the fish darted under the water.
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"Ha! Turtles don't fly, little shellback! You'll sink before you ever soar!"
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Tilly's smile wobbled for just a second. But then she lifted her chin.
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"Maybe I'll surprise you someday, Mr. Croak," she said softly but bravely.
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Mr. Croak snorted so hard that bubbles danced on the water. "The only thing surprising would be if you ever made it off that rock!"
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Poko peeked out of his shell, whispering, "You shouldn't talk back, Tilly. Mr. Croak's been cranky since the day he hatched."
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Tilly only grinned, her eyes still sparkling.
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"I'm not scared," she said. "Dreams are meant to be a little scary, don't you think?"
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Poko tilted his head, his antennae drooping a little.
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"Scary? I don't like scary," he muttered. "Last time something scary happened, it was a shadow that turned out to be a leaf. I didn't sleep for two days!"
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Tilly giggled. "That's because you sleep too much, Poko. Two days without a nap might've been healthy for you."
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"Excuse me," Poko said, puffing his tiny chest, "I'm a snail. We move slow, think slow, and nap fast. It's part of our charm."
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From his rock, Mr. Croak let out another deep ribbit. "Charm won't help you fly, little turtle! You'd better grow gills instead of wings if you're staying in this pond."
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Tilly turned to him with a gentle smile.
"I don't need gills, Mr. Croak. I already have dreams."
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Mr. Croak blinked, clearly thrown off. "Dreams?" he croaked. "Dreams don't make you fly, they just make you foolish."
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"Then I'd rather be a foolish dreamer," said
Tilly, standing proudly on her little rock, "than someone who never tries to look past the water."
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Poko gasped softly. "Ooooh, she got you there," he whispered, then quickly ducked into his shell before Mr. Croak could glare at him.
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The frog grumbled something under his breath, but Tilly didn't mind.
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She kept her eyes on the sky where a flock of white birds passed by, their wings glinting in the sunlight.
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"Look at them, Poko," she said in awe. "They're so tiny up there, but they still look free."
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Poko slowly peeked out. "They also look far away. And cold. Probably hungry too. The pond's warmer, you know."
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Tilly laughed, shaking her head. "Someday, I'll see what it's like up there, even for just a moment."
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Poko sighed dramatically. "If you ever do fly, promise me you'll come back."
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Tilly smiled and reached over to pat his shell gently. "Promise."
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***
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That evening, as the sun dipped low and the pond turned orange and pink, Tilly sat by herself. The air was soft, and the water rippled like melted glass.
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A line of geese flew overhead in a perfect "V."
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Their wings shimmered in the fading light.
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Tilly felt her little heart beat faster.
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"I'll do it," she whispered to herself.
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"Tomorrow, I'll start learning how to fly."
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She looked down at her small, green legs and stubby arms. Not exactly wing material. But
Tilly didn't care. Her shell was round and strong. Maybe it could help her glide!
She began gathering things—fallen leaves, a few long vines, and two fluffy dandelions. Poko watched from the grass, confused.
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"What are you doing now?"
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"Building my future!" Tilly said proudly, tying the vines around the biggest leaves. "If the birds can fly, maybe I can too—with a little creativity."
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"You're going to jump off a rock again, aren't you?"
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Tilly winked. "Maybe just a small one."
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Poko sighed so loudly that his shell rattled.
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"Last time you said 'just a small one,' I ended up being your landing cushion!"
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Tilly giggled, looping another vine carefully.
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"That was an accident. Besides, you said you have a soft shell."
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"It's not meant for turtles falling from the sky!"
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Poko protested. "Do you know how long it takes to recover from a turtle crash? Two naps and one full breakfast!"
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Tilly snorted a laugh. "You're so dramatic."
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"I'm realistic," Poko said, crossing his eye stalks. "You're the dramatic one. The only turtle I know who wants to join the birds instead of the frogs."
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Tilly tied the last knot and held up her creation proudly—a pair of leafy "wings" tied with vines.
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"Ta-da! What do you think?"
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Poko stared at it for a long time, blinking slowly.
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"I think it looks like... salad."
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Tilly gasped. "It's not salad! It's innovation!"
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Poko gave a small shrug. "If you say so. Just don't be surprised when a rabbit mistakes you for lunch."
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Tilly rolled her eyes but smiled. "You'll see,
Poko. Maybe I won't soar high like the birds... but I'll lift a little. Even if it's just for a second."
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Poko looked at her for a moment, his usual sleepy face softening.
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"You really mean it, huh? You actually believe you can fly."
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Tilly nodded. "I believe I can try. And that's a start."
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The snail sighed again, but this time, there was a tiny smile on his lips. "Then I suppose, I should pack you a snack in case you land... somewhere weird. Like a bird's nest."
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Tilly grinned, looking back up at the glowing sky.
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"If I do, I'll wave at you from above."
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Poko followed her gaze, the orange clouds reflected in his tiny eyes.
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"Just... don't fall too hard, okay?" he said quietly.
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Tilly smiled, her heart fluttering like the wings she wished for.
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"I won't. Tomorrow's my first flight, Poko. You'll see."
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The sky was turning purple when Poko stretched and yawned for what felt like the hundredth time.
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"Well," he said sleepily, "I think my bedtime arrived ten minutes ago."
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Tilly giggled. "You mean an hour ago."
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"Exactly," Poko replied proudly, as if that proved his point. "Good luck with your flying plans tomorrow. I'll cheer for you in my dreams."
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She smiled and waved. "Good night, Poko."
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"Good night, flying turtle," he murmured, wobbling off toward his favorite patch of damp grass.
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When he disappeared behind the cattails, Tilly sat quietly for a moment, staring at the water that shimmered under the fading light. Then she decided to visit someone special.
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Grandma Shella lived near the far end of the pond, where the water was still and deep. Her shell was covered in soft moss and tiny white flowers that made her look like part of the earth itself. Her eyes were gentle, slow, and wise—like time in turtle form.
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When Tilly arrived, Grandma was humming softly, half-asleep under a fern.
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"Grandma Shella?" Tilly whispered.
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The old turtle slowly opened one eye. "Ah, Tilly child. Come sit. What brings you here when the moon's already yawning?"
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Tilly sat beside her. "I just... I wanted to ask if you ever wanted to fly."
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Grandma chuckled, her laugh sounding like water trickling over stones. "Fly? Oh, once upon a time, yes. I thought if I climbed the tallest log, I could touch a star."
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Tilly's eyes widened. "Really? What happened?"
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"Well," Grandma said, smiling softly, "I reached the top, saw my reflection in the pond below, and realized... the stars were already with me."
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Tilly blinked. "They were?"
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"Yes, dear. Even if you never reach the sky, you can still find pieces of it wherever you go."
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Tilly tilted her head. "Pieces of the sky?"
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Grandma nodded. "In the water's reflection. In the blue of a dragonfly's wings. In the calm after a storm. The sky is not always above you—it's sometimes right beside you."
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Tilly fell quiet, watching the fireflies dance like tiny stars around them.
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"That's beautiful," she said softly. "But..." She hesitated. "I still want to see the real sky, Grandma. The one the birds touch."
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Grandma Shella smiled knowingly. "Then follow your heart, little one."
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Tilly nodded.
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That night, as the crickets sang and the moonlight turned the pond silver, Tilly sat on her favorite rock and looked up. The stars shimmered like diamonds scattered on dark velvet.
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"I'll find my own way to you," she whispered to them. "I don't know how yet, but I will."
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And far above, a single shooting star streaked across the sky.
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