a black crow sits on a branch in the woods.

Illustration for a fairy tale: It was a long time ago. The raven and the owl lived together - they got food together, divided everything equally, and knew no need. They lived a long time, grew old and became whiter than snow with gray hair.So one day the owl says to the raven:- You and I have grown quite old, but we have never been beautiful. All the birds have colorful outfits - red, black, gray, but you and I are only visible in the short summer.“And it’s true,” said the raven, “you can’t see us when we’re sitting in the snow.”“Let’s decorate each other,” the owl suggested. - First you me, and then I you.The raven agreed. He took the black grease from the lamp, pulled out a feather from his tail and told the owl to get ready. The owl sat down on a stone, and the raven carefully began to paint it. He walks around the stone and draws beautiful black spots on each feather. A raven paints an owl, and he thinks: “I’ll try to make her a beauty. She’ll see my work and make me handsome too.”The raven tried for a lo