✞ AleatoryAlma #440 - The Soul of Butterflies ✞ ⒸNemmesea« Atttibution
"TAlma rested her chin on the spine of a book, letting the distant murmur of the classroom fade away. The butterflies that always seemed to follow her—those tiny creatures no one else saw—floated around as if guarding her thoughts. The cold windowpane reflected her image: tattoos that told stories yet to be written, symbols she herself was learning to decipher. She took a deep breath. She had come to this place seeking answers, but she was discovering something more valuable: the feeling that the world, at last, was beginning to listen to her. A butterfly landed on her wrist. Alma smiled. It wasn't magic, she thought. It was simply her, reminding herself that there were still paths to explore".
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