The tiny star shivers in the grass, her light pulsing weakly. Sipka slowly lowers his head, sniffing the air near the star with his red nose. He tilts his head to the side, his expression shifting from surprise to deep concern. The grass around them sways slightly, and a few magical golden particles float up from the star's surface. The camera is a static close-up. On-screen dialogue (characte...
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