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I stepped back to the brick wall with fear. I could feel that
my legs were trembling.
“Don’t be scared, my dear.” He said. “It’s your birthday,
your fifteenth birthday, isn’t it?”

When he finished his sentence, my body was paralyzed.
How could he know my birthday? Will he come to take me away?
What should I do? Hundreds of thoughts and questions were
coming into my head.

“W-who are you?” I want to shout, but it turned out to be a
whisper. “What do you want from me?” I asked in a trembling voice.
“You don’t need to know my name. Just remember that
I will never hurt you,” he explained.

“I have come all the way up here to present you with
a birthday gift—a very special one.”
Without any hesitation, I answered, “I don’t want anything.
Please leave me alone.” Unexpectedly, he paced toward the window
and leaned his black wings on the glass.

“I thought you wanted to know about your past?” He said
in a soft voice, looking down the village below.

“What are you saying?”

At that moment, I decided to stare back into his midnight
blue eyes. I tried harder to listen to his thought or wish, but all
I could hear was the silence of the wind.