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a giggle in the woods you see a female figure with angel wings looking herself over in a clear calm pool of water. she giggles again. there is a sword dropped nearby covered in blood. She's so beautiful it's painful to look. But there is something not right. a corruption a mar in the beauty. Her wings are starting to turn bloody just a little at the tops and where they connect at the back. The giggle again, no longer light and free but has a bitter under bite to it. She's touching her face that's when you notice the eyes, blank black unending eternity but right in the middle is a fire that burns you flinch back unsure what the burning was from. The giggle bitter and biting with now a hint of insanity who is this angel why is there a sword with blood on it Angels are supposed to be clean pure happy. She's brushes her fine silky white hair you notice a small mole above her ears but it's not a mole it's growing slowly but enough you can tell it's moving. HORNS like on a rhinoserous but black and dangerous like the angels eyes. The giggle again this time with a hint of sadness. You look away, ashamed thaty ou have seen an angel cry and befouled. Again you see the sword it doesn't shine in the patch of sun ... so far its what ive got

Peace reigns as the birds sing to each other and their children. Rain drips from the leaves, falling softly on the grass below. A light breeze blows through the branches, gently moving them together and scattering the rain more heavily for a few seconds. One branch is moved just enough to let light spear in and strike a small pool of water created by the rain. A pair of love birds lands next to the pool. One hops in and is pulled into the suddenly impossibly deep well. It's squeak of surprise makes it's mate take to the air, circling the well. The mate tires quickly and lands in the water. With the light gone, the water is only a shallow pool once again. The wind blows a little harder, shining the light once again on the bird and water. This time, a hand appears from under the bird, closing around it before the creature can take off. a small head peeks out of the pool, looking impossibly large for such a small amount of water. the impish face grins and a second hand emerges, holding up a small fish that resembles the bird in it's other hand. The bird chirps in question, the imp nods, and they both vanish into the water as the leaves once again block the light.