While eating, I was in main control of the body we share and suddenly I felt the urge to spread my wings because they were uncomfortable when folded up.
I’ve never had wings before. Or any phantom limbs. We’ve never been anything other than a “multiple”, or “headmates” as most of you would call it.
We will be thinking heavily on what we could be, and if we are anything. Reality is not a truth, after all, it is what you percieve of it.
Does anyone have any comments or thoughts?