Star Butterfly Cry Novels & Stories

*Cries* ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─ Now, without any more delay, let's immerse ourselves in this story. X O X O J A N E D O E W R I T I N G S

If I die, then everything will be over. No more guilt, and no need to feel guilty for neglecting Matthias. Right, I should just kill myself here and end everything— "Eeekkkkkkkk!" A shrill sound of a baby crying woke me up, halting the movement of my hand that was on the verge of slicing my veins with a sharp knife. Starling's cry was so strong that it reached my ears. Her cries sound so lonely as if she's calling me to touch her. Her cries made me unable to stand idly by and not care. I immediately opened the door to this room and rushed towards the source of my baby's cries. From afar, Starling's bedroom was filled with lights with the door open.

Grace says, using the terms that the sprites use when they address us. “She can’t fix me.” She says, so quietly I almost can’t hear her. “They pulled my wing off.” She says and I can see a tear falling down her face. The other sprites we’ve seen shine brightly, but this one almost seems like her light is dying out. I wonder if that’s how they die. Their light goes out. I turn and walk to the nearest office. I pick up the phone and dial a number I've never used. “Hello.” I deep voice answers.

“Make a wish? You gotta be fucking kidding Catalina.” I looked up again. The star was still flying by. I sighed deeply, a tear slipping down my cheek. I was probably about to do the craziest thing in the world but then again, with all the vodka in my system, crazy was right about the only thing I could actually do.

Her croaked voice boomed through the hallway, bouncing within the cells with an icy tone, reducing everyone to silence once again. She continued her search within the contents of her bag, reaching into a minuscule pocket only to pull out what seemed to be an even smaller cocoon, it's silk tightly wrapped around whatever creature rested within. Closing her eyes, she covered the cocoon with one hand, the dormant creature resting within the palm of her free hand as a faint glow of green emanated from the crevice. Seconds passed, Kyra's lips mumbled undistinguishable murmurs before opening her hands, revealing a snowy white moth had crawled out of its protective shell. It's wings, sparkling with

In the vortex, countless shrill screams burst out, representing the endless pain in the world. As soon as the vortex blew the ghost fire, it was as if it was boiling. Tens of millions of terrifying human faces immediately appeared, howling in pain as they crushed the crystal shield. "Infinite Starlight!" Caspian's eyes glittered. He opened his fingers and grabbed forward. Endless starlight burst out dreamy residual shadows. Caspian's palms swept across the sky, and all of a sudden, starlight gathered to form a spiral vortex, rushing toward the ghost fire like a galaxy.

She heard Lisa mumbling something. “S-Starlight…..” “Hello? Lisa. Lisa!” Grace sighed as she looked at her hand. The call disconnected. She tried again but Lisa’s phone was switched off. Orion. She had to find him.

She looks alone, and cold just like me, but then it flew away in the dark, vanishing from there; My heart began to say as I started to sing: " Butterfly, Butterfly, How do you fly? Teach me one day... I want to fly away... fly away. Every time you sing, everywhere you bring, The joy of life... Teach me one day... I want to do that way... do that way... Every time I looked at you, You fly in the sky, No one can reach up to you, You are too high. Across your heart, across the part

She moves slowly to the left, and runs to the right side, get excited sees someone approaching the cage, knowing you are about to let them out, her hand acts like a bird, with two hands as a wing, up down to fly away, far from other living things. "Excellent, next." All of a sudden she freezing in mid and moving wings but not the body. It's not the bird. The butterfly is a sign for a couple, her hand gives X form, everyone can see but not good to touch, have very fragile scales and you risk hurting her. "The flapping wings in my room can make a tornado in your heart." "Beautiful, I thinking about acting too now." Her comments before were not patiently enough, later the actor's performance wa

" Don't stray to far away for your mate may not stay the same, crazed and starving they will run away, doomed to their fate to meet the darkness that cannot be kept at bay." Echoing in my mind as I see a bright yellowish light come into view. I stand slowly blinking my eyes, trying to focus on the silhouette that has appeared against the blinding light. I try to shade my eyes with hand hoping it will allow me to get a better view of the thing standing in front of me, when my vision shifts becoming crstyal clear. I see Sarah standing close to the edge of a cliff. The smell of salt hitting my nose, before I register that she's crying. Hearing hear sobs of sadness as she wept. She turns to me w