This cannot be happening, Max thought as she stood によって a 木, ツリー in the park. Little エンジェル sat under the tree, weeping her eyes out. Thick tears running down her cheeks. In her hands she held a little bird. She had caught it earlier as it fell from the sky and it had, unfortunately, died in her hands. And now little エンジェル was so shaken によって it, she was breaking down.
What do I do, Max asked herself. エンジェル was crying, and this time she didn't know how to handle it. She had had a lot of conversations with her flock. But nothing so sensitive as "Death". She remembered how peaceful the 日 had started...
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