Bine was a little boy who loved to hike. One sunny morning, he put on his red cap, laced up his shiny shoes, and set off to explore the magical mountains.
The mountains were alive with the sounds of chirping birds, buzzing bees, and the rustling of leaves. Bine felt excitement bubbling in his heart like a fizzy drink.
Suddenly, Bine heard a soft, gentle bleat. 'Bleat!' it went. He looked around and saw a goat with sparkling eyes and curly horns. 'Hello there!' said the goat.
'I'm Glimmer the Goat,' the goat said. 'What's your name?' 'I'm Bine!' he replied with a grin. 'Well, Bine,' Glimmer said, 'would you like to go on an adventure?'
Bine's heart leaped with joy. 'Of course!' he exclaimed. They skipped over streams and leapt over logs, the wind singing in their ears like a merry tune.
They climbed higher and higher, where the grass turned to glittering gold. Glimmer laughed, 'These mountains are magical, and so are you!'
'Magical? Me?' Bine asked, with wide eyes. 'Yes,' said Glimmer. 'For everyone who believes in the magic of the mountains can speak to animals like me.'
They soon reached a sparkling lake, where fish jumped and splashed. The sun shone down, making everything sparkle like a dream.
'Look, Bine,' said Glimmer. 'Over there is the Silver Stone. It's said to grant one wish. Do you have a wish?'
Bine thought long and hard. Should he wish for toys, sweets, or something more? Finally, he knew what to wish for.
'I wish for everyone to believe in the magic around them,' Bine said aloud. The Silver Stone glowed, and a warm feeling filled Bine's heart.
Glimmer smiled, 'That's a wonderful wish, Bine. Now, the magic will live on forever.' They returned home, with Bine knowing he'd always have a magical friend in Glimmer.
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