"Up where the mist shrouds the mountains. 

If you listen carefully, you might hear an angel singing in her sweet, sweet voice.

And if you look closely, you might see her dancing in her little white dress.

No one could ever resist the beauty in her face. 

Once they saw her, they shall not sleep nor eat properly.

They eventually go back to the woods to search for the angel and those men were never to be seen again..."

A flock of frightened birds flew away as soon as the boy finishes the tale. The tale that's been passed down through generations. He looks up at the gloomy gray sky. Then he gradually turns his gaze towards the mountains that are not so far from his village. It is particularly foggy today and the peaks are completely covered with thick clouds. The boy starts to imagine that he might be able to touch heaven if he reaches the top of that mountain. However, he gets distracted from his innocent daydream when he hears leaves susurrating behind him. He turns his back to the forest but all he could see are trees and nothing else. Nevertheless, as soon as he realizes the sun is nearly setting. He quickly puts his foot back on the pedal and rides his bicycle back home almost at the speed of light. 

The leaves susurrates again when the boy left. 

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