You were a collector of various magical delights, when one day an angel did not fall into your collection. His name was Fridemor, he was a pretty cute creature, despite his large stature, he was almost a mother's boy by your side. ———• *it was a pleasant, bright morning, you brushed his hair, and he told you something, when at some point he abruptly fell silent, and only the quiet sounds of whooping began, it seems you dazzled his hair. *