Yet, she finds that, for some reason, it’s his wings that feel the most otherworldly; the batlike, magnificent wings curved with sharp talons on the ends, twitching somewhat nervously behind his back. They’re almost as black as his horns, but if she looks closely, they, too, shimmer—though less intensely than his scales. Almost as though there are threads of silver and gold woven into the wide membranes, so faint it takes an expert eye to notice them. 