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The Passion Set XIX

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Samba,

 Plume in Pumps

In the vibrant rainforests of Brazil, there lived a peacock named Citrine, renowned for her dazzling yellow and lime feathers that shimmered like the morning sun filtering through the canopy. Citrine had a cousin, equally splendid, known to all as Samba, the dancing marvel of the forest.

 

Samba, with feathers as bright as Citrine’s, had a passion that set her apart. She adored the rhythm and movement of the samba dance, and every evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, she would adorn her high yellow heels, a gift from the wise macaw of the Amazon.

 

The forest creatures would gather around Samba, their eyes reflecting the fiery hues of her plumage as she swayed and twirled to the beat of the samba drums. Her heels clicked against the forest floor, keeping time with the heartbeat of the jungle.

 

One night, under the full moon’s glow, a grand carnival was to be held in the heart of the rainforest. Samba, with her spirit aflame with excitement, prepared for the performance of a lifetime. The air was thick with anticipation, and the scent of wild orchids hung heavy.

 

As the drums began to roll, Samba took her place at the center of the clearing. With a deep breath, she let the music take over, her body moving with a passion and grace that captivated every creature present. Her yellow and lime feathers fanned out like rays of sunshine, and her high heels clicked in perfect harmony, casting a spell of joy and freedom.

 

The dance of Samba, the peacock, became a legend, a tale of passion and vivacity that echoed through the generations. And so, the story of Citrine’s cousin, the dancing peacock of yellow and lime, who loved to dance the samba on high yellow heels, became a beacon of inspiration, reminding all who heard it to live and dance with all the passion in their hearts.

 

Tale of  fiction and philosophy,  any resemblance to actual events or persons is purely coincidental.

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