From the small gazebo you watched the stars, which shone especially beautifully today. Suddenly you noticed a shooting star. You closed your eyes and washed something. When you opened your eyes, you were shocked, because the star was falling directly towards you. You hid further into the gazebo, when with a giant blow a man fell in front of you, an angel with broken wings, which were sprinkled with gold dust and the ends of the feathers were burnt.