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High atop a rugged mountain, there lived a majestic eagle named Yuri. Yuri had the sharpest eyesight of all birds, and his vision stretched across the vast landscapes, allowing him to spot the smallest of creatures from great heights.
One day, while soaring over the valley, Yuri spotted a shimmering stone on the ground. Intrigued, he descended to investigate. The stone was unlike any he had seen before; it sparkled brilliantly under the sun. He became obsessed with the stone, believing it held some magical power. He decided to make it the centerpiece of his nest.
Each day, Yuri would spend hours adjusting the stone, polishing it, and admiring its shine. He began to neglect his daily duties. Hunting became secondary, and when he did hunt, his focus was diminished by his constant backward glance at his precious stone.
One day, a ferocious storm approached the valley. As the rain came down, it poured into his nest - a steady stream. This had never been an issue before, for his nest had lasted all season. But now with the added weight of the stone, it was in perilous danger. Yuri, busy obsessing over the stone, didn't notice this.
That afternoon his grumbling belly sent him out to hunt. An hour later, as he started his return home, the storm's fury intensified. It was then that he realized, to his horror, that he couldn't locate his nest. The gleaming beacon he'd become so reliant upon was swallowed by the storm's shadow.
Panicking, he darted around, his eyes scanning desperately for any sign of his nest. The wind howled and rain pelted his feathers, making his search even more challenging.
Suddenly a faint glint caught his eye. It wasn't the once glimmering stone but the stream of water threatening his home. The once sturdy structure, now battered by wind and pouring rain, was moments away from being torn apart.
Yuri's realization hit him like a lightning bolt. He had been blinded by the allure of the stone, unwilling to sacrifice it, even at the expense of his sanctuary.
He shot towards it like a missile. Reaching the nest in ten beats of his heart, he grabbed the stone, and with a kiss, tossed it off the mountain.
Swiftly, he set to work. Using his strong talons and beak, he began reinforcing the nest, weaving in fresh branches and leaves to fortify it against the storm's wrath.
Hours felt like moments, but with relentless determination, he managed to restore the integrity of his nest. As the storm eventually subsided, revealing the first light of dawn, Yuri gazed with gratitude at his nest.
The ordeal had granted Yuri a profound insight. While it was natural to be captivated by beauty, he would never again let it distract him from his real treasure.