There is a stoic seriousness to the gaze of the lion, that combined with a confident unhurried grace, is why we call him king.
The sunlight belonged to the lion as much as it did to the grass and the antelope. It warmed his fur to a soothing and steady temperature, bringing a serenity to his thoughts that encouraged dreaming all the more.
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