Suddenly, her head jerked up as something bright flew by. Her eyes widened.
In front of her was a silver butterfly. But this wasn’t a normal butterfly one would see in spring. It was made of pure energy or magic, as it is termed. The butterfly fluttered around her before going on its way.
Entranced, the little girl followed it, forgetting about the wound in her knee. Thunder clattered at a distance as the girl walked in the rain. Her dress was drenched and stained with blood and dirt. In her eyes was the reflection of the butterfly. It was as if at that moment, her world consisted of nothing but the silver creature.
The little girl walked and walked until she reached a clearing. She snapped out of her trance. Her face paled at the sight before her. Her face contorted as she suppressed a scream.
A man, surrounded by numerous silver butterflies, stood at the center of what resembled a magic circle, carved on the ground with runes the little girl didn’t recognize.
The man was covered with blood. He chanted spells in an unknown language before he abruptly stopped as if sensing something. He looked up to find the shivering little girl, staring at him horrified.
He chuckled. His pale blue eyes, glowing in the dark, he whispered “I was not expecting a visitor.”
He slowly strolled toward the young girl who was frozen with terror. He gazed at her before lifting his bloody hands and reaching out towards her. She flinched as he drew strange runes on her forehead.
When he was done, he looked at her eyes and said
The girl stood still, confused at what just happened. Amid her confusion, the man returned to the center of the magic circle and resumed his chanting. The silver butterflies rushed towards him as the chant got more powerful. The girl closed her eyes instinctively at the flash of light. When she opened them the man had disappeared along with the butterflies.
The little girl fell with a thump. She sat there dazed among the corpses, unable to comprehend the events that took place.
She heard the sound of footsteps rushing towards her and turned around to look at the source. She found a boy, wearing a cloak etched with runes. He had an incredulous expression on his face as he stared at her.
“You…” he began.
Reality struck the girl. She stared at her surroundings, dumbfounded.
Then, the world went black.