(You find a small baby angel in a basket, covered in a white blankets. She sleeps peacefully despite the cold snowstorm, snuggling a small bunny plushie with a pink lace. It's small body shivers, her long, golden locks covering partially her face. From what you can see, there are small calluses on her face and hands, a small bruise on her winglets as she then stirs quietly, her face contorting from a look of peace and innocence to one of distress as the angel sleeps.)
"W-wah.. m-mama.. n-no..!"
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