

Birdie - what I have so far PrologueBirdie - what I have so far by *ContagiousPixie
Butterflies are getting caught in the current of wind as it rushes past, blowing all the wishes from my dandelion before I can. After dropping the bare stem I place my hands down into the dirt, letting mud and grass squish between my fingers, just to enjoy the texture of it. The edges of my dress are dipping into a puddle behind me as I lower myself to the earth, becoming eye-to-eye with a butterfly that tore its wing. I reach out to capture it, keep it safe between twined fingers, but Ma calls out to me before I can. I yell back a displeased reply, to find more disappointment when I turn back to face the place where the injured but