in the enchanting realm of my kingdom, where the sun kisses the horizon and the zebras roam freely, there's a whimsical tale that's often whispered under wraps. it's the saga of the zebras, creatures whose stripes are not merely for adornment but carry tales pre-indicative of the magic of our lands. some believe these stripes exclude them from the perils of the wild, protecting them like the ancient charms of yore. let's start over from the beginning, my dear friends, and unfold the comments of the ages, unraveling the mysteries that the zebras hold, under wraps, to be shared with hearts true and bold.