Once there was a young Inca boy. He had no family except
for an old llama. Each day the boy and his llama walked many
miles, looking for a home. Each night they curled up together and
slept. But one starry evening, the old llama died. The boy buried his
friend next to an icy stream. Then he sat under a tree and cried. What would he
do? He had no family and no home.
The boy cried for a very long time. But there was no one to comfort him.
There were only the stars in the sky.
Suddenly, the sky filled with bright light. The boy held his breath. He was
afraid to move. One bright star fell to the ground. Slowly, the star took the
shape of the old llama. She bent her head and drank from the stream. She
looked at the boy and smiled. As she jumped back into the sky, bits of llama
wool fell.
As the Sun began to rise, the boy picked up the soft, warm wool. It
glowed in his hands like starlight. He carried the wool to the city and sold it.
With the money, he bought a house. He bought two young llamas. He never
forgot the star llama. And he was never lonely again.
Once there was a young Inca boy. He had no family exceptfor an old llama. Each day the boy and his llama walked manymiles, looking for a home. Each night they curled up together andslept. But one starry evening, the old llama died. The boy buried hisfriend next to an icy stream. Then he sat under a tree and cried. What would hedo? He had no family and no home.The boy cried for a very long time. But there was no one to comfort him.There were only the stars in the sky.Suddenly, the sky filled with bright light. The boy held his breath. He wasafraid to move. One bright star fell to the ground. Slowly, the star took theshape of the old llama. She bent her head and drank from the stream. Shelooked at the boy and smiled. As she jumped back into the sky, bits of llamawool fell.As the Sun began to rise, the boy picked up the soft, warm wool. Itglowed in his hands like starlight. He carried the wool to the city and sold it.With the money, he bought a house. He bought two young llamas. He neverforgot the star llama. And he was never lonely again.
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