Syra could not help but gasped in amazement when she finally saw what was coming on their way.
Countless butterflies swarmed towards their direction and their sheer volume was enough to overwhelm anyone's eyes.
Yet what was even more peculiar about this group of butterflies was that they were glowing.
'Why are things related to magic always glowing? Is that some kind of unwritten rule or something?'
That random question popped up in Syras' mind at that moment as she watched the kaleidoscope of glowing butterflies making its way down to their barren garden.
Yet her astonishment did not just end there. In fact, it was just the beginning, because when Syra's finally had a closer look at the said 'butterflies' she became even more astounded by what they truly were.
"They were not butterflies, t-h- they were FAIRIE-----"
