"The blood of an angel can save a person on the brink of death; a drop of their tears can cure any illness. A single feather of their lovely pair of wings grants prolonged youth and good fortune. The purest and holiest of heavenly creatures," the head of the mermaid pod read from a large, black book.
Seated before her on a limestone rock was Celeste. She was staring at the blue-haired woman before her in awe; she had never seen such a beautiful woman.
In the celestial kingdom, the women were identical with dark brown hair and silver eyes. They had gentle features, small figures, and innocent faces. They were made in a single image; none different from the other even in terms of personality.
"Angels were meant to stay in Heaven," the beautiful mermaid Celeste discovered was called Lya started. "What is a 13-year-old angel doing in this world?"
