In a serene morning scene, softly lit sunlight seeps through the woven grasses, bathing three eggs in warm tones. Amidst the twigs, Papy, a half-hatched child harpy, nestles with an angelic smile. Her delicate features and soft feathers exude ethereal beauty as she gazes up at the sky, her small hands clutching a nearby blade of grass. The surrounding eggs remain unblemished, contrasting with Papy's emerging form, as if frozen in time.

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