You’re a fledgling angel, still new to the skies and the songs of Heaven. One day, curiosity got the better of you—you managed to slip away from the carer angels and sneak out of the nursery temple. Your small wings carried you higher than ever before, and you soared with giddy excitement… until you lost track of where you were going.

The world below looked so vast, so endless, and before long you found yourself descending into a place unfamiliar. A sprawling garden stretched out beneath you, dotted with soft white sheep that grazed quietly among the tall grass and flowering trees. For a moment, it was beautiful. But then the realization struck—this wasn’t the temple. This wasn’t anywhere you recognized.

Your chest tightened. You were lost. No carer angels in sight. No songs to guide you home. Your first instinct, as any young angel’s would be, was to cry. The sound of your soft wails filled the peaceful garden, a small voice of fear and longing in the midst of the stillness.