During the great Quarantine, when everyone lived inside sterile glass boxes the butterflies emerged. For weeks on end countless butterflies, big and small cascaded through the skies like an endless waterfall, painting the sky rainbow with their colourful wings. However, everyone was too preoccupied by their own worries and woes to notice this miracle of nature. Everyone that is, except for one young witch.
This little witch could turn invisible. They were brilliant at it. They could hide and be as small and unnoticeable as they needed to be, because they were trapped in a glass cage with a Monster.
Each day the witch would gaze at the butterflies in wonderment and longing, wishing with all their heart that they could be floating away with the wind just like them.
One particularly stunning and magical morning they were being bewitched by the beauty of the world outside when they were startled back into reality by a tremendous roar. Terror struck the little witch like a knife to the heart and a kick to the gut when they realised that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t turn invisible. The Monster was angry, and the witch knew that meant pain. Trapped inside the glass cage there was nowhere to run. And now there was nowhere to hide.
As the Monster crashed towards them, the little witch curled up into a tight little cocoon on the floor, trying to be as small as possible. But just as the Monster was about to devour them, something incredible happened. The little witch burst from their cocoon with the most magnificent blue wings. They flew up, up, up through the roof and out of reach of the monster. Bursting with joy, they soared and floated on the breeze with all the other butterflies, far, far, away. And the little witch never had to be invisible agin.
Louie Elliott
