Flutter

Butterfly wings fluttered past her, leaving a trail of rainbows for her to follow. Jumping, laughing, skipping toward the source, she was lead to a somehow familiar meadow, never have been there before. Light danced through trees, and assorted flowers with beautiful aromas were waving in the breeze. The grass had a strange tints to it: green with hues of orange, red, and yellow. She moved her foot, and out sprang millions of butterflies, with diamonds on their wings and strangely smelled of roses. She wandered, and found a bubbling stream with fish the size any fisherman would love to catch. They jumped and played with her, splashing water on her face and flipping in the air. She collapsed, and bathed in the warmth or the sun.