A woman ran through the forest, only stopping to look sadly at her newborn in her hands. She grabbed her scissors and cut of the lingering Obilacicle cord of her small baby boy. Tears streamed down her face. She looked at her sons beautiful, majestic, golden colored wings. "I'm sorry...! " She wrapped him in a red striped blanket:
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As she placed him on the ground, leaving him crying, and alone.
Two weeks later, a man walked by, noticing the crying and hungry baby. "Oh my Lord! Who left you here?! " He looked around frantically, looking for a mother or father of the boy, he picked the boy up and rushed home.
Once he had gotten home he had fed the baby all it had wanted. He decided, well not really it was sewn it the blanket, to call him 'Tommy. ' His two sons, Technoblade or Techno, and Wilbur were both amazed that the boy was even alive. When Philza had unwrapped the blanket to put some clothes on the boy, he had noticed the golden wings, slowly flapping.
"Oh.. you have wings! " Phil smiled happy.
But, who had left him there? Cold and abandoned? Hungry and lonely? Earger for a humans touch? Who would do such a cruel thing to a young baby boy? Why would they do it?
