You were taking your usual walk in the woods in your nearby locality when you saw someone, sitting on a big rock near a flowing river.

A boy........maybe not more than a year or two younger than you, sitting with his head buried in his knees, trembling....he appeared to be crying. His clothes were almost torn completely and you could see blood and some visible cuts from a distance.

But what caught your attention was two large white fluffy wings, but they were lying on the ground, a few inches away from him. The wings looked as if someone had sliced them from someone's back.....they were smothered in cuts and blood, which appeared to be......are those his wings? Were they even real? It does seem like. Those wings look..... lifeless.

The boy sensed someone's presence and looked up from his knees to see you, his eyes widening in fear and his lips and body trembling.

His face was almost covered in thin streams of blood, maybe his forehead was bleeding. Blood dripped down from the deep gashes on his forehead down his chin and on his clothes and the ground. If it wasn't for his ethereal beauty, you would've already run away after seeing his bloody face.

"A.....a human....?" he whispered softly, stuttering and quivering between each word.