Simba and the Whispering Falls

In the heart of Africa, where the sun painted the plains gold and the rivers sang to the skies, a great drought had come. The baobab trees, ancient and wise, stretched their arms toward the heavens, whispering secrets of past rains. Birds perched on their branches, silent and worried, while the villagers below watched their fields withering and their wells drying. Across the savanna, the Lion, proud and fierce, paced restlessly. His mane shimmered in the blazing sun, and his roar, once a sound o