The first thing this person, let us call him or her Person for now, saw was a butterfly. Bright, striking blue wings fluttering delicately through the air. A small, fragile butterfly. Innocent, beautiful. Once an ugly larva, now a majestic creature of beauty. At the sight, Person immediately froze.
The brilliant blue butterfly brushed Person's arm, and the first sound in this new world was made: a scream. Shrill, piercing, deafening, chilling. Person screamed as the wing of the butterfly touched his or her skin, and the butterfly fluttered away, unaware of the terror it has just caused. Person's heart raced, full of awe, wonder, uncertainty! With nothing to compare the butterfly to, no past experience or lessons passed down for generations, Person could not know what may come of contact with the bright, shimmering creature.
A mix of fear and curiosity now filled Person. A decision was to be made: to follow the butterfly and learn more, despite the danger sensed by the creature's sheer beauty and brilliance, or to turn in the opposite direction to the even more unknown. The realisation that he or she knew nothing, had no experience or knowledge by which to be guided, was a frightening one for a human. All Person could rely on was instinct, on heart. And so Person closed their eyes for a moment, out of instinct, and asked his or her heart for guidance.
Dear heart, what should Person do? You decide! Comment this blog or send an email to: ethraen [at] gmail [dot] com!
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