In the cold,snowy country side in Dorking a rusty,old cottage was slowly falling apart. High above the cottage flew a brown,beautiful bird. With wings the size of a small car. Tallons the size of a child. Eye's as sharp as a bullet it was the colour scarlet. It gazed down below it then something caught it's eye. A pond with several goldfish in but one stood out it shone like a galaxy of stars.The bird dived into the pond smashing a ladder leaning against the old cottage.The goldfish and the bird were never seen again.

Another life lost