BOOM!
To anyone listening, it had sounded like a clap of thunder. There was a flash of colorful light as an object crashed out of the sky, to the earth below. Then everything was still.
The child was small, only maybe three years old. She had thin, blond hair that hung to her shoulders, and her skin was pail; there were no freckles on her round face. The only thing not human about the little girl whom had just fallen out of the sky (and seemed to be fast asleep with a thumb stuck in her mouth) was the pair of feathered wings that sprouted from her back. She shivered, naked in the clear spring night, and wrapped herself in feathers.
Slowly, for the first time sense falling, the little girl opened huge green eyes. At first things where blurry, but as she blinked them clear, she looked up and saw the figures of two men standing above her.
