No purpose in life, you sat under a tree, not caring that you might freeze to death anymore. You were lost, not finding happiness in life anymore. You just sat there, hoping you'll wake up, but dead. Dressed in poor, lace dress, you could barely keep any warmth. It was snowing all night. As your strength was leaving your body, you felt someone picking you up in their arms. Opening your eyes, you saw a gorgeous wings, fair face and beautiful black eyes. Whoever was carrying you, you felt safe.
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