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	<title><![CDATA[WW2 Minifigures The Golden Acorn ]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[The autumn winds had stripped the forest of its leaves, but one acorn remained on the great oak-a single, golden acorn, glowing like a tiny sun. The little people gathered beneath the tree, whispering among themselves.<br /><br />"The Golden Acorn appears only once in a hundred years," Bramble said. "Whoever plants it will be blessed with good fortune for a lifetime."<br /><br />Lily looked at the acorn, high above. "Can anyone reach it?"<br /><br />"No one has ever been able to climb that high," Thorn said.<br /><br />Lily looked at her hands, at the trunk of the great oak, and began to climb.<br /><br />The bark was rough and steep, but she climbed carefully. The wind swayed the branches, but she held on. The little people watched, their breath held, their eyes wide.<br /><br />She reached the top and cupped the golden acorn in her palms. It was warm, alive.<br /><br />She climbed down and knelt before the little people.<br /><br />"It's yours," she said.<br /><br />Bramble shook his head. "You climbed. You earned it."<br /><br />Lily smiled. "I didn't climb for the acorn. I climbed to help you get it."<br /><br />She knelt and pressed the acorn into the soil at the oak's roots. It glowed, then sprouted. A new sapling rose, shimmering with light.<br /><br />"Now the golden fortune belongs to everyone," she said.<br /><br />The little people cheered. Bramble hugged her finger.<br /><br />"Thank you," he said.<br /><br />Lily looked at the sapling, at the forest, at her friends. She realized that the fortune she had found in Fernweald was not gold or treasure-it was the love she had discovered in this tiny world.<br /><br />And she would carry it with her, always.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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