I rescued a hummingbird a few months ago. I fed him several times and found an animal rescue that would take him. His wing was broken and I have to believe he probably did not make it. I’ve done a ton of research on hummingbirds as background for my faery characters. The bones in their wings [hummingbirds] are so minuscule, I doubt an animal rescue running off donations and volunteers has the facilities to set those bones and feed the tiny thing round the clock while he heals. I’ve always thought that the most terrifying thing for a faery would be the loss of a wing or wings. To have that immense freedom one minute and to be relegated to a life on the ground the next would be soul crushing. As Nicek would say, “Death would be a kindness.” Week 10