Why can't I?
A butterfly danced around a fire on a moonless night admiring the hypnotic brightness of its flame, the warmth she felt as she came near made her feel good about herself and she put aside her instinctive fear as she caught her reflection in the deep puddles summer rains had left on the floor the night before. She loved the way her wings sparkled in the brightness of that fire's glow she knew she should leave but she did not want to go she wanted more of it...she wanted it so, and with every... Sign in to see full entry.