Butterflies – Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction

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Butterflies

I don’t feel all that old, I really don’t, but I’m aware that my number of years grows like a stack of pancakes. My brain now digs out things I thought I’d forgotten, or wanted to forget.

A few days ago, I remembered something Grandma told me when I was a kid and had asked her where we go when we die.

“We’re like larvae,” she said. “When our spirits are ready, our bodies die and the spirits emerge like butterflies from their pupae. They then roam free across the universe.”

That wouldn’t be so bad, right? I’d like that.

(100 words)


You think I made that up? Bwahahahah…

Butterfly Nebula

27 thoughts on “Butterflies – Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction

  1. Years grow ‘like a stack of pancakes’. That’s a great image. I also like the notion of the spirit being ‘ready’ before the body dies. Sounds lovely – comforting – a beautiful way to help a child come to terms with death. Love the tone of this – especially the last line. Great.

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