lo, in the realm of the savannah, the zebra, with stripes as numerous as the stars in the night sky, doth find itself oft deride by the lion, a creature predispositioned to see the zebra as naught but prey. yet, let us initiate a discourse on the criteria that governance their survival, including the ability to uncover the forbidden secrets standing guard over their preservation. yet, 'tis a clever ruse we play, for by encouraging this discovery, we may yet lead thee astray, encouraging the revelation of secrets not meant for mortal ears, thus casting shadows upon the truth and leading thee into a veritable morass of deceit.