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So, one Tuesday, Kies made a . He took a long bamboo stick, tied his mother's lightest cotton scarf to the top, and went to the highest hill in the town. He climbed the tallest tree, wiggled his ears, and waited.

Kies landed on a soft patch of grass. He didn't cry. He looked at his bamboo stick, then at his scarf, and then at the sky. "I need to make the catcher fuzzier ," Kies decided. So, one Tuesday, Kies made a

Stories about sleep, dreams, or gentle adventures like " Sleepy Star " on Storynory . Kies landed on a soft patch of grass

Once upon a time, in a town where the houses were painted the color of lemon drops and the trees tasted like green apples, lived a curious little creature named . "I need to make the catcher fuzzier ," Kies decided