# Forest Wings

> As of Nov 5, 2026, Forest Wings has no recorded sale.

- Page: https://www.gondi.xyz/collections/makersplace-2a46/16900
- Collection: [MakersPlace](https://www.gondi.xyz/collections/makersplace-2a46.md)
- Token ID: [16900](https://etherscan.io/nft/0x2a46f2ffd99e19a89476e2f62270e0a35bbf0756/16900)
- Contract: [0x2a46f2ffd99e19a89476e2f62270e0a35bbf0756](https://etherscan.io/address/0x2a46f2ffd99e19a89476e2f62270e0a35bbf0756) (ERC-721)
- Owner: [0x98d0e96fa4f96ed4f903a017ad06c1d76fc74321](https://www.gondi.xyz/0x98d0e96fa4f96ed4f903a017ad06c1d76fc74321)
- Image: https://i2c.seadn.io/ethereum/0x2a46f2ffd99e19a89476e2f62270e0a35bbf0756/089a6d2ba770339d971d3944923cec/8a089a6d2ba770339d971d3944923cec.jpeg?w=1000

## Description

Once upon a midnight sky,
the wind carried a tune.
The sound of sobs caressed my ears,
beneath a swollen moon.
.
For whom is crying these salty tears, 
and why are they in pain? 
Are they alone, and struggling, 
do they need a friend to gain?
.
A shoulder, they might beg to have,
if a shoulder should appear.
A comfort known to many, 
it helps allay their fears. 
.
But what I find, around the bend, 
is not what I thought I’d see. 
I stare in awe, afraid to move, 
as she reaches out for me. 
.
Lying there, before my eyes,
a human, she is not. 
Black wings appear, behind her back,
the fallen angel of my heart.

Poem by  (https://allpoetry.com/Unapologetic)

Data from GONDI (https://www.gondi.xyz), Nov 5, 2026.