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2021-09-13 10:42:16 (UTC)

32, sea breeze blue, ch3 butterflies

As she reached out to the Golden Monarch to explore her curiosity, she was engulfed in a swarm of orange and black.

Butterfly, Ch 3

*The pale beauty's POV*
Suddenly feeling claustrophobic, panicked, and vulnerable, I did my best to close my heart and protect my body the best I can. I hid deep within the core of my being and sheltered myself from the events that were unfolding before me. Closing my eyes, I sunk into the constricting darkness that swallowed me whole. I felt immobile, as if there was a red silk rope squeezing me tight. it was all i could do to sit there and pray for an answer, put my hands together for help. but there was no one else to act as my heroine, no one else to save me and take my pain away. I was put here to experience a lesson whether i liked it or not. An immense heaviness pushed itself onto me and i was all but smooshed under its weight. This entity had no love for me, no respect. it was there to please itself and toss what was left of me to the hounds. My soft cheeks grew hot, a warm tear leaves my eye and stains the pillow. I let out a muffled sob. How did I end up in this scenario? Why is it that this always happens to me? am I haunted? the only sanity i can hold onto is the promise that i have kept to myself hasn't broken and i find peace in knowing that boundary is still in tact. Tattered and worn, wings bent and torn, I stand up from the battle field, a heavy weight lifted off my shoulders. I alone am standing, as this truth that I hold dear to me wipes out the swarm of users and abusers. Chains and shackles at my feet, tainted from my past, and wishing to shed my cocoon once more and become born anew, I hold the truth within. My destiny now is to share it with those that need it the most so something like this never happens again.

Halfheartedly, I drift off into the dust once more. My solo journey. Trying to keep my mind sharp and my eyes unclouded, I walk a straight line.

*the Golden Monarchs POV*
Just as she reached out to me, the swarm took her and she was lost in its depth. I was right there! How could I have let her slip out from my side? one moment, she was here, and the next, POOF! ... but all the other monarchs seem to be giving her enough attention. Maybe it wasn't meant to be. Maybe one of those other monarchs would be able to show her around. I could have swore I thought I felt a connection. Maybe If i had taken the initiative and pulled her to my side things would have been different. Maybe if I had offered to guide her to her destination, I could have talked to her a little more. Gotten to know her a little more... Maybe.. I turn around to see that the swarm has stopped, subsided almost completely. In the distance, I make out a small pale dot, just barely hanging on.
Surprised, Part of me wants to turn my gaze away and fly out of here. But the other part of me, the one that wants to make a difference, wants to go after her.




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