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Everything was black in his world as he was carried back to the guest house. Had he been awake, he probably would have been in horrifying pain and he didn't want that, obviously. He couldn't bare the thought of his wings being damaged, much less broken. With them broken, he wouldn't be able to hide them at all... He would most definitely freak out when he realized that. He didn't want any mortals to know he had wings and here he was, having his wings set by a human that had not only seen his wings, but found the kindness to take him somewhere semi-safe and actually set his broken bones...

Sadly, it wasn't only his wings that were injured by the fall. As soon as he woke up, the first pain he noticed was in his left arm and leg. They were definitely sprained and possibly fractured. He groaned lightly and shifted some, realizing he wasn't on something hard... He was expecting to be on the ground when he woke because that was the last thing he saw... Why was he warm and on something as soft as this? He didn't even feel a breeze, which was also something he was expecting. He was insanely confused as he stirred lightly. He wanted to stand, but everything was hurting him. He put his right arm up to move himself and as soon as he did, he couldn't help the rather loud groan that escaped his lips when his wings moved. They hurt... And they hurt a lot.

What was going on here? Finally, he was able to focus his eyes enough to realize he was in a room. He looked around in the direction his face was turned and found himself even more confused. He'd never seen this place before in his life. He was thinking that maybe it was all just a dream, but the unfamiliarity and the pain in his body was proof that he'd really fallen... But why was he here? He'd fallen into the dirt. He finally gained the strength to turn his head and he winced at that movement as well, his spine hurting from the fact that he'd landed onto the ground so heavily...

Then he saw the girl that had helped him here. As soon as he saw her, he froze. He didn't know what to do now. Then he looked up and saw his wings sitting there folded neatly on his back. There were bandages on them and they were wrapped tightly, obviously having been broken by the fall he'd suffered. When his eyes landed on the wings, they teared up because he was so attached to the thought of flight. He was almost certain he'd never be able to fly again now... It already took too much stamina to do just that. He then turned his face back downwards and let out some of the sorrow.

Sadly, he knew he was going to be immobilized until the wings were healed... Since he didn't want anyone to see them... So, he'd have to stay here. He wondered if this girl knew what she'd gotten herself into by helping him. He turned his tear stained face back to her and gave her a faint and thankful smile. He knew she was the one that had helped him to get here and everything. Though, she was so tiny. How did she get him on this bed? Then he heard the neigh of a horse and it all made sense.

"Are you the one that helped me? Thank you... So much," he said and then shook his head. He knew it must have been a bother for her to do this... It made him feel pretty bad about it. He didn't want to have to be a bother to someone... Especially not like this. He felt insanely useless being injured like this. He'd already felt useless before because he wasn't even able to use his wings... Now this was even worse.