As you approach the light, you see it is from a woman. But not a common one it seems. Her eyes are closed and her mind seems absent, her delicate body engulfed by an aura of violet light, that which had drawn you here. You stare at her for a moment in suprise, nearly awe. Then you realize she has white, feathered wings. Is she an angel? As you move another step closer, she finally opens her eyes and realizes your presence Who are you? Her voice is soft, but has an slightly angered tone on it
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