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A huge tree, numbers of birds and a winged man live in it, fly around.

The man flies over seas and mountains, among clouds and stars as his wings grow stronger and bigger.

All birds follow him.

The man's wings grow bigger and bigger, he begins to have trouble flying.

His wings grow over-sized, he struggles to fly back to the tree, but falls under it.

The man looks up to the flying birds in the tree, stands up and walks.

He walks by the sea, on the field, in the mountains. His wings leave enormous marks on the ground]

The man looks up to the sky.

[The camera pans up and up]

A kite flies across.

A glider flies across.

A older plane flies across.

A modern plane flies across.

A bird flies across.

Beasts

Story by X.demon.Dia

Prologue 1
[Pine forest in blizzard and darkness]
Unknown figure: [run, breathe heavily] 
[People yelling and dogs barking from far behind]Unknown figure: [shoot backwards twice randomly, fall down the hill]

Prologue 2
[Pine forest in blizzard]
Young hunter: [drag a wolf, stumble over something, revealed to be a frozen man]

Scene 1
[In a small cave, blizzard howling outside. A wake up by the fire, reach for something in his coat nervously then look relieved]
B: [walk into the cave, shake off snow] How are you feeling?
A: You saved me, Mister?
B: Want some water? [sit down]
A: Yes, yes please [drink] Thank you, thank you so much sir.
B: What happened?
A: I was... tracking down a fugitive, and the storm was pretty bad... Lucky you got me before he did.
B: So you are one of them, the people searching for that...assassin?
A: Exactly! A horrible murderer, right in these mountains. The police are offering rewards to whoever that doesn't fear the storm, although I should have. It's a bad idea to come here. But you know, it's been a troubled time. There're all kinds of creatures running around, killers, robbers...?
B: Indeed, I've seen quite a few wanted posters.
A: You have? Well...nice.
B: But not the one you're looking for. Would you tell me what he looks like?
A: Sure, he um... is quite strong, brown hair, green eyes, pale, with a scar on his cheek.
B: That is hard to miss. Thank you. You need to rest. I'll go find you some food. [stand up]
A: Can you tell me the way out of the mountains, Mister?
B: The blizzard should be over by tomorrow, I'll walk you out of here. Don't worry.

Scene 2
[Pine forest and snow under the sun]
B: [stretch and breathe in]
[footsteps]
B: [turn around]
A: Good morning, Mister.
B: [nod]
A: It really is over. Hey, I know this place. I think I can leave on my own.
B: It's good to hear. [walk past A, pick up the crossbow] But I suggest you come with...
[click]
B: [straight up, turn around]
A: [point a revolver at B] Get rid of your weapons!
B: [let go of the crossbow, pull out the knife, throw to the ground]
A: I'm so sorry, Mister. I'm really grateful you saved me, but just to be safe I decide to kill you.
B: So that assassin you spoke of is in fact yourself?
A: Let's say I'm just unlucky enough to have run into the same place as he did, and had to hide from all his tails. I'm nothing more than a robber.
B: But killing me will make you a murderer.
A: [grin] Oh don't worry. I can plant this on him. He's killed so many, he won't care about one more. What a shame, Mister. You are good at the wild, but you're an amateur in men. [shoot, no bullet come out]
B: [punch A, grab the gun, throw A to the ground, point the gun on A's head] You're the amateur. Isn't it easy to tell when a revolver is not loaded?
A: Wh..when did you?
B: When you were buried in snow. [load the gun] I was thinking of returning these when we get out of the mountains, but you see so eager for them.
A: No, wait! Please, hand me to the police. I'm just robber but I bet they'll pay you more or less.
B: …But I don't want to meet them at all.
A: It's you..
[Bang]
B: [stand up] You were right. I've killed so many, and do not care about one more.