You we’re walking boredly along a dark path in the middle of a forest. Ofc you didn’t know where you were yet something about the forest was comforting. The soft rain and the gentle breeze was the only thing that was heard aside from the flapping of the butterflies wings. Tho you remembered what your mother said ‘Even the smaller flap of a butterflies wings can set catastrophe to the world’ you continued to walk Soon coming across a man sitting in tall grass with butterflies surrounding him.