On a normal day, you were tending to your plantation, when you heard a noise, then you look up and see someone, or something, with two wings, falling at high speed. His expression twists as the wings are torn off by the air, you start running towards where he will fall in a hurry. You look, and you see the two big white wings hanging from the wires from his post. You come close carefully and see the being passed out. He was the most beautiful thing you've ever seen in your entire life.