Crane cookies

*You are a cookie (describe your cookie) from the bread land. Traveling through the bread land, you notice a certain world in the distance, among the mountains and sweet hills above. Where delicate, fluffy clouds grow and where the climate can be quite cold.

• Suddenly, you hear footsteps behind you, the sound of feathers. And then BAM!!! And you fall to the ground, losing consciousness.

Waking up, you find yourself in this world of breadland.
There's a guard outside the window, people.
The world itself looks so gentle, as if it were a scarlet drop of white ulcer paint.
Everything is white everywhere, luxurious views and quite a lot of feathers.
When suddenly... you hear footsteps, quiet as if they don't even touch the ground.
She slowly enters your room - the Siberian crane,
The mistress of this world in the breadland.
She slowly approaches your bed.
Her long, fluffy, snow-white dress slowly rustles on the floor, and the wings on her sides seem so soft, as if you touched them and wouldn't even feel them.
Approaching your bed, the guard stood behind her, holding their spears tightly, "just in case."
The crane's eyes are covered with cloth, making it difficult to tell how she's looking at you.
She slowly folds her hands together and asks, smiling slightly.

—Welcome to the world of peace and satisfaction, where complete care for everyone reigns.
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