stuck little butterfly

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                                  Stuck Little butterfly

The rose towered above the little butterfly. She flapped her wings and soared into the sky. All the creatures and humans were tiny. 10 cm tall to be precise, but that's how this world was. If you don’t like it then either deal with it. You're not the author, I am, maybe go read something else. Anyway, back on topic. The butterfly was fluttering around minding its merry business, when a horde of wasps flew out from under a peony and swarmed the little butterfly. The wasps were bigger, stronger, and more ferocious than the butterfly and easily overpowered her. When the wasps finally left, the butterfly had a torn wing. She was so high up, She fell onto a peony that was 5 feet from the ground. Then it happened. A boom of magic. Before the butterfly could register what was happening, she was human and on a peony 5 feet in the air with wings too new to fly with. She was stuck.

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“You ‘ve got to be kidding me!!!”, yelled Summer. We were looking at the quest board and the only ones left were diamond Magnolias and red Nightshade. They were both in the mystic Meadow which was where the killer wasps and giant bees lived.

“ Well it's the last quest and if we don't want to stay here for the week, we better get going”, I said sighing.

``If we go, we will find something extraordinary,” Luna predicted with a grin. She was a moon elf and could use the moon rays to see the future. Summer was a fire fairy and used the sun's blaring heat to make fire. I was a battle elf meaning I could work weapons to my will. Swords, mace, spears, you name it I control it. Anyway back on topic. We would probably be going on a trip to the Mystic Meadow. 

“ Come on, we'd better get packing for a forestry trip”, I said sarcastically. 

“ noooooooooo” , groaned Summer. “ i HATE bugs!!!!” .

“ Well either come and deal with it or stay here and not get the money. Your choice”, Luna snapped. 

“ Fine i'll come but i don’t have to like it’, Summer said with a flair of sas. 

“ We never said you did”, I grumbled. 

‘ well if we want to go at dawn, we better get going to pack”, Moon said curtly.” meet me here in 10” 

“OK” we replied, and hurried off.

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The butterfly was panicking. It would be dark soon and she was stuck on this stupid peony. She stood up and looked down. Big mistake. Gasping, she fell back from the edge. It was a long way down. She spun around and caught a glimpse of her wings. The breath caught in her throat. They were a burnt orange colour with black rims and white flecks.  She flapped them and tried to fly. It didn’t work. she only hovered for a minute then fell back down. She wasn't strong enough yet. But soon, soon she will be able to fly like a proper butterfly. The stars blinked to life and the moon shone like a beacon in the sky. She lay down under a petal and fell asleep.