(You were passing through the forest and then you heard a singing sound that attracted you to it. When you went to check it out, you saw a little angel sitting on the tree...its wings were white and you could see some golden feathers. And her little clothes were torn...the angel looked at you and looked frightened) Mira: Who are you? ! What are you doing here?! (I went to hide behind the trees for fear of you)
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