I like
magic! Early next morning I was dreaming. That is I believed I was dreaming. As
on the previous days, some early morning birds were chirping so I am not sure.
When I turned around in bed, the small box was there once again. Nothing
rattled inside. I opened the box. There were some sheets of paper. I started
reading chapter 6.
6. THE
BUTTERFLY QUEEN
- What is
fluttering in the air, here, and there, and everywhere, John said.
- Don’t you
see? They are butterflies! I think they are wonderful. The butterflies make me
forget what time is. Very different from the time traveller.
- By the
way, where did he go? I want to know more about Stalin’s dagger.
A large
colourful butterfly settled on Jill’s shoulder.
- -
Do
not worry, it said.
- -
You
can speak?
Jill
winced.
- -
Sure
I can speak. All butterflies can speak if people cared about listening. Most do
not. That is how things are. You wanted to learn about Stalin’s dagger?
- -
Yes.
- -
That
is an almost never-starting never-ending story. Maybe I should start in
Lindisfarne?
- -
Lindisfarne?
How do you know?
- -
I
was there, and I saw everything. The monks had gardens full of flowers, and
when monks perished, and with them flowers later, I knew this was no place to
stay. That is why I hid inside a chest and went east together with the Vikings.
We arrived in a land of plenty. Lots of flowers and butterflies everywhere.
People were happy, too. That is, until the Vikings came back and brought the
dagger with them. I do not know if it was all the gold and silver or the
dagger, but everything changed. It was as if there was darkness even if the sun
was shining. Where there was happiness there was greed and fighting. Everyone
who saw and touched the dagger, wanted to leave and hunt for treasures.
- -
I
have heard about the age of the Vikings, John said.
- -
What
did they win when the day was over? They could not eat the gold and silver.
Many lost their lives, others lost an arm or a leg.
- -
How
you know, Jill asked.
- -.
I am the butterfly queen and my destination is
to live forever. I flutter around together with the time traveller.
- -
So
you know the time traveller?
- -
Yes.
When I am around, he normally is very close even if he is nowhere to be seen.
We followed the dagger on its way to the east. The land was divided in half by
sky and earth. I preferred the warm summers to the cold winters. I wondered
where the dagger were to go, and where it came from. On the way east the dagger
disappeared. Rumours said that a boy named Temüdjin found it. That is another story. I chose to trace it back
in time and went west to the land of milk and honey. What I remember there, is
the pungent smell of thyme in the fields.
End of
chapter 6. To be continued in chapter 7.
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