This story takes place many years ago, in a far away land. The name of the land got lost with time.
There was a group of zebras, but all of them were white. No stripes, just white skin, like milk. They were all the same color, none of them was special. So, one night, the youngest zebra in the group, had a dream. She saw a lake, with clear water, she jumped in the water and her skin turned black. When she got out, a small fairy came to her and took her out, in the light of the day. Where the light touched tge zebras skin, it became white again, creating stripes. In the end of the dream, she saw the place where tge magic lake was. In the morning, the group followed the young zebra the lake. They found it! The young zebra did the same ritual that she has done in the dream. Now she was diffrent.
All the zebras followed soon afterwards. But now, they were all identical again.
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