a stag, tired by the heat, came to a spring to drink. seeing his own body reflected in the water, he greatly admired the size and variety of his horns, but felt angry with himself for having such slender and weak feet. while he was contemplating himself, a lion appeared at the pond and crouched to spring upon him.
the stag immediately ran away at his highest speed, as long as the plain was smooth and open kept himself easily at a safe distance from the lion. but entering a wood he became entangled to a tree by his horns, and the lion quickly came up to him and caught him.
when too late, he reproached himself, "how I have deceived myself! these feet which would have saved me I despised, and these antlers which I glorified have proved my destruction."
what is most truly valuable is often underrated.
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Short Storyit is not only fine feathers that make fine birds. -aesop || ty loves for 4k:)💞✨
