Sorry my misspleling. Some one can rewrite this if s/he feels like that.
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The night has come. Stars are climbing to the sky. Someone is singin in the distant and leaves are giveing their
own chord in favour of the forest...

The little one is watching to the sky. Tears, they are flowing to ground and the song is getting stronger. He's
soul is bleeding. The blood of the spirits, tears at his cheeks. Ground is starting to gloom and some silver haze
is gathering under the little one's feet. Sudenly the tears are come to life and shiny as the pearl they are
shooting to the mist. He watches they to go and the White wings wich are coming to get him. He dosn't fear, the
sing is so strong, some one is crying. The little one feels sorry for her and tryes to comfort her, but his voice
isn't coming out. The wings are touching his back. He feels so light. The sky is comeing closer. He feels sleepy
and some one puts someting to his hand. It's a ring with a writing.

"We will always love you, don't forget us
-Mom and Dad"