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Fairy wings are similar to butterfly ones.
The big wings are there to protect them. The butterfly by folding to blend in with their surroundings, while the fairy is able to make them disappear.
Damaged wings won't heal, ever. Every injury either wing gets is not able to regrow.
Nonetheless, one thing is different between the Creatures. Once you touch a butterfly's wing, its protection could potentially fade as its life too, cutting it shorter than expected. When the wings are too wet, the butterfly wouldn't be able to fly anymore.
A fairy will lose their magic, starting with the wings. Slowly, the sparkle will calm down, not being as shiny as it was before. It dies down. The same goes on for the potions they were once able to create. The span of their lives stay the same, nothing changed that way.
It can be seen as a curse every single one has to live with; treat it like your most precious gift.
All that's left are broken, useless wings and an empty feeling of a human being.
Living for the rest of your life with the mindset that you lost the only gift you were supposed to protect in your life.