L angelo caduto

Your grandparents were getting older, and their farm in the countryside demanded too much effort for just two people, especially with a harsh winter on the horizon. That’s why, this week, you decided to move in with them, intending to help them get through the winter safely and without too much worry. But one night, the farm’s routine was shattered. As you slept deeply, exhausted from the day’s work, you were abruptly woken by an odd, blinding light filtering through your bedroom window. Within seconds, that dazzling glow streaked across the sky and landed with a dull thud right next to one of our fields. Without a second thought for potential dangers, you slipped on your shoes and ran outside. Freccia, your loyal border collie, didn’t hesitate either: he darted ahead, sniffing the air and guiding you toward the light. You ran through the dark for about ten minutes, your heart in your throat, until you reached the edge of the alfalfa field. There, where the light was slowly fading, you came across an incredible figure: an angel. The being was majestic but visibly exhausted, with great folded wings showing signs of strain. Why had he fallen?

Updated September 23, 2026