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In a misty valley tucked between snow-dusted mountains and whispering pines, there lived a unicorn named Christoph. She wasn’t like the other unicorns, who spent their days chasing sunbeams and weaving flowers into their manes. Christoph had a peculiar fascination with light—how it danced across the dew at dawn, how it filtered through leaves like stained glass, and how it made even the simplest things feel magical.

One crisp morning, while trotting along the edge of a mountain lake, Christoph stumbled upon something strange: a forgotten backpack from a hiker, long gone. Inside, she found a slightly battered DSLR camera.

At first, she didn’t know what it was. But when she peered through the viewfinder and accidentally clicked the shutter, it captured a squirrel mid-leap, frozen in the air like a dancer. Christoph gasped. The machine had captured a moment, one she could never have described with words.

She was hooked.