Mordax et al

I loved my god tier wings probably too much. They were gorgeous and made me really happy.

They weren’t really physical, it was like they were made out of light or energy. Things could pass through them, like clothes or hands. There was just a little tingling sensation.

I could definitely feel them there though, and they held my weight flying, in a sense. I remember they trailed off at the edges too, like a sort of rippling effect, when I was flying.