singingtrees
The loft above is silent. My heart pounds. There was a noise, a subtle shifting, now nothing. I breathe slowly, quietly to listen.
In a sudden glint, butterflies swooped from their hiding places, bouncing off the flowers with carefree abandon. Quickly I ran to find a camera before they were again gone.
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