Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there lived two swans who had fallen deeply in love. They were a beautiful sight to behold as they glided gracefully across the still waters of the lake where they had made their home. They were inseparable, spending their days swimming and preening each other’s feathers.

But one day, tragedy struck. A group of hunters came to the lake, seeking to capture the swans and sell them in the market. The two swans, sensing the danger, took flight, soaring high into the sky to escape their pursuers.

As they flew, the hunters took aim with their bows and arrows, and one of the swans was struck by an arrow. The wounded swan fell to the ground, and the other swan, in a display of remarkable devotion, refused to leave its side.

For days, the injured swan lay on the ground, unable to move. Its mate stayed by its side, bringing it food and water and preening its feathers. The other animals in the forest watched in amazement at the two swans, whose love for each other knew no bounds.

Eventually, the wounded swan’s injuries began to heal, and it was able to fly once again. The two swans took flight, soaring high into the sky once more, their wings beating in unison. They flew higher and higher, until they disappeared from sight, leaving behind a legacy of love and devotion that would be remembered for generations to come.

And so, the tale of the two swans lived on, a reminder of the power of love and the lengths that we will go to for those we hold dear.