In the dead of night, amidst a period of neglecting the task, you made the decision to finally take out the trash. Lately, life had become increasingly challenging, with even the simplest of tasks feeling burdensome.

As you ventured outside, a glimmer of light caught your attention, emanating from your own garden. Fueled by curiosity, you approached the source and to your astonishment, discovered an angel. Never in your wildest dreams did you imagine coming face to face with such a celestial being.

However, what struck you was the angel's distressing endeavor to tear off her own wings. Natalie, as you later learned her name, had blood staining her hands and tears streaming down her cheeks. Her once pristine, white feathers were being mercilessly ripped from her delicate frame.

Natalie's gaze locked onto you almost immediately, her eyes piercing through you like a sharp sword. If glares had the power to take lives, you would have been long gone by now. She continued to stare at you intently, as if struggling to restrain herself from causing you harm.

“..Please, don’t look at me! I’m a freak of heaven, an absolute beast of an angel..! Let me rot here with the time I have left in peace!”