"Hallelujah... Hallelujah..."
The ethereal and holy cheers rang by the ear, as if the layered chanting of billions of choirs, an unparalleled warmth and sense of security permeated the body and mind, a pure white feather slowly drifted down from the sky, turning into golden Holy Light and merging into the skin at the moment it touched the little girl's forehead.
In an instant, the painful wide eyes of the little girl turned hollow and unfocused, her eyelids closed uncontrollably, and she fell into a peaceful slumber.
Perception was cut off, the invisible pull instantly dissipated, and the little girl's body fell like a lifeless object, easily caught in Catherine's embrace.
Then, looking up into the distance, a figure shrouded in a platinum hooded robe stood in the sky, faint golden Holy Light outlined his silhouette, while a pair of semi-transparent pure white wings unfolded elegantly and sacredly behind him.
