Goddess Butterfly (P2 of 2)
(continued from part 1) She, up on the warm winds soared; her perfect wings displayed. But not a single butterfly did she see all day. She circled mountains tinged in blue; ice that looked like chrome. And with her courage gathered up, she finally headed home. As she flew across the mountain tops near a vast terrain, she saw a million butterflies swarm upon a grassy plain. While it's true that butterflies love to frolick in the sun, they love shrubs, trees, and grassy spots when the evening comes. Now she found her butterflies; here would be her home. Most butterflies, they say, may live only a brief time, but a goddess butterfly lives an eternal life sublime. However, goddess butterflies need their worshippers alive. A goddess without worshippers simply won't survive. So here this goddess butterfly will live forevermore. She will be the diety the butterflies adore. -The End-
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