Butterflies
Teacher Kira said.
“What do you mean about your ‘will’ lingering in this book?”
Smiling, she spread her arms, and the void, inexplicable space we stood silently on, began to take shape.
Firstly, I noticed, underneath our feet, some green, healthy grass blades began to spread about us. The sky began to take form, and raising my head, I could spot a few overhead birds, and several dozens of aerial spirit beasts.
A grand building stood before us which was so majestic that I could keel over by just its grandeur. Catching full grasps over what this was, I began to choke of words.
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