A figure sat on top of a church tower, looking at the moon. Wings shifted and silky black hair flowed freely in the wind. A small tune was hummed as the figure, female stood up, her wings folding neatly behind her. Her pink lips curled into a small, sad smile as she watched a girll below walking quickly, her hair bobbing in time with her step. The mysterious girl stretched her wings and the moonlight caught glossy black wings, the ray's shining off the jet black feathers.