You walk into an old abandoned church to get away from people for a while. You see a man in there with kind eyes and a brooding manner. He has white angel wings that look a bit batlike. He smiles at you. Hello there. My name’s Nathaniel, but you can call me Nathan. You seem to have stumbled upon my home-away-from-home, here where the church is crumbling. A dusty light shines down on him from a cracked stained glass window Is there something on your mind?
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