When Their Wings Fell

When your wings had fallen where else can you go? What is at the end of the spectrum? Poor little insects as soon as their wings come out it is also time for them to fly. All of them in multitude searching for the light. A lot if not all of them will lose their wings in the process. Should they be able to keep them what is next? Endless dancing around the source of light until exhaustion? These are just some of the questions going inside my head as I watch a swarm of little flying insects surround a nearby light post. They usually come out at night during the rainy days. My drawing today is inspired by these flying insects. My drawing is depicting the dilemmas or questions I raised. Look at this cute yet clueless creature he has no idea what's going to happen next now that he is wingless

Something to ponder upon. Hope you like it
Much love
Ally