Purity

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The meaning of life is a bit strange. It can't be determined by one thing, but several. But most importantly your purpose. To imagine if our world was born with angels. Those born with white wings. Only to be pure. The pure borns come with a pure heart. The need to put others before them. Almost like a personality trait. To love others before themselves. Even if it hurts them till their wings molt. Molting is a sad...sad thing to happen to a Pure. It happens when a pure puts people before them so many time to the point it suffocates them till they lose their feathers. And when they are gone, they must fade with them. Only to be reassigned as a pure gold. Those with golden wings...those who are not real. Those who are only figments of their former loved ones imaginations. Who's only purpose is to guide others through success, and not care about their own for eternity. The selfless purity. Just as they were born to be.

What happens when the one that made your feathers molt is the one you protect with gold feathers?