Aine

The maiden stopped her trek through the woods and bent down. She reached out a finger to the creature on the leaf next to her. It didn't rest on her finger but fluttered around it as if it was preforming an elaborate dance. She brused her fire-red locks from her eyes and watched the butterfly flutter at her hand. Like a little angel, she thought.

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"Bloody hell, woman - quit playing with it and just post it!!!"

That'll be my husband getting tired of me asking "how about now, does this look better?" I'm taking his advice before I go absolutely mental.

Must...stop...tweaking!!!!









Many thanks to:
for his Snag Lake BG
for the Butterfly