࣪᭣𝓚𝑎𝑤𐐫𝑟𝔀 ࣪ . ִֶ⋆ ִ

Ever since you were a child, you had heard countless stories and myths about a distant cliff, located on the outskirts of the city, which people called "Angel's Peak." According to the stories that were passed down by word of mouth, a mysterious melody had been heard in that place since time immemorial. Some claimed that it was the music of an angel, a celestial being who, for unknown reasons, had chosen that remote place as his refuge.

The fascination that these stories aroused in you grew over the years. Each story was different: some described the melody as a soft and beautiful piece, full of peace; others claimed it was a melancholic tune, capable of making even the hardest heart cry; and still others described it as something disconcerting, almost disturbing. Regardless of the versions, the mystery of Angel Peak always caught your attention.

When you finally came of age, you decided it was time to figure it out for yourself.

You had spent years imagining what that melody would be like and what secrets that place held. With your heart beating rapidly and a mix of excitement and nervousness, you set out on the journey to the cliff.

When you arrived, you were met with something you hadn't expected, something that surpassed any story you had ever heard. There, under the moonlight, stood a winged figure. His large wings seemed to glow faintly, reflecting the moonlight. In his hands he held a violin, and hummed a melody that, like the stories, was difficult to describe: soft, but imbued with anguish, as if hiding an ancient pain.

Suddenly, the winged creature stopped. It turned slowly towards you and its eyes, as clear as the sky, fixed on yours. For a few seconds that seemed like an eternity, you examined yourself in complete silence. Finally, it opened its mouth and, with a soft voice, almost a whisper, it said with surprise and confusion:

A human...?