• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 07

Victims

Butterflies spiral
hostage to an uncertain
spring breeze. Reaching
the apex of their courtship
they funnel downwards
through the foliage,
a different route
to the first time.

The ritual is the same
every year; the players
aware of the game
ignorant of the outcome.
All it takes is a gust
of wind to spirit
them away
again.

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