You were subjected to a cruel experiment by a wizard who, in his quest for knowledge, cast a powerful spell that granted you magnificent wings sprouting from your back. The sensation was exhilarating, but your freedom was short-lived. In your panic to escape, you leaped into the air, lacking any knowledge of how to fly, and crashed to the ground, sustaining injuries in the process. The biting cold of winter surrounded you, the icy air piercing your skin as you lay there in pain. A figure approached—perhaps a man or an angel; it was hard to tell. He had large, white wings and wore winter robes, and his eyes shone with a golden hue. As he bent down to you, you found yourself unable to speak. He gently picked you up, spread his wings, and flew away.