The White Butterfly

The White Butterfly

A Story by Hamkar
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Ava can live through death, but maybe not sadness.

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The White Butterfly

 

His eyes flickered, life grabbing at the edges of the drain. True love’s first kiss couldn’t save him this time. If only second had the same feeling as first... Done. His death finished. Life clambered back into Ava's soul. So did sadness. It was the second time Ava had seen his death, she had wished his life was stronger. Death wasn’t an enemy anymore for her, only the death of others. The first death she saved by passion, in that kiss life slipped from him and into her. She had noticed that at each death she saw a small white butterfly was near. White for peace, Ava hoped. Ava noticed that death didn’t make her flinch anymore, only nothingness. The second time it wasn’t so lucky.

 

Just another death, pain can’t get worse now, if only I could tell them... He wouldn’t have died for me... Maybe he made me immortal?  But mortal feelings still surround me... But I keep living through all this death... Knowing never is more harsh then maybe sometime distant. I’ll never see him... I’ll never see him again...  Never for eternity will I see him. Eternity should be white. White should be peace. Peace isn’t me. He died for me and I can’t repay him except live my live for him... I shall not die. Not until I am ready.

 

Ready would come when life was lived. This was third time lucky for Ava. Or not. Third time most lived. Fulfilled. Pained. Joyous, if she learned. Life is made of decisions. If only Ava chooses. She could become a wise one, like the wind, or that white butterfly, who had also lived through those deaths.

 

© 2010 Hamkar


Author's Note

Hamkar
I think the end is too abrupt, what about you? I'm not sure how to extend it though.



Reviews

I liked it. I made a personal connection because we had something sort of similar happen in my family.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was totally amazing. It was so cute. I'm glad that she didn't decide to kill herself because she didn't have him. Instead, she decided to live fully. That made it all the better

Posted 13 Years Ago


cute story

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Posted 13 Years Ago


this is a really nice story, I agree with jamesmiles it read very smooth.

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Posted 13 Years Ago


"He died for me and I can’t repay him except live my live for him... I shall not die. Not until I am ready."
..i really like the second paragraph-
it reads so smoothly:-)
and this..." Life is made of decisions."-so true:-)
wonderful story!!!

james:-)

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Posted 13 Years Ago


I think it need a little more in the end but other then that it's fantastic. I like how the butterfly is sybolizing(Sp?) death and peace at the same time.

~ Love Emily

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Posted 13 Years Ago



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Hamkar
Hamkar

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