User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-30014014-20170425150833/@comment-28358106-20170428235103

Aurora gapes in innocent wonder at the vision, taking a deep breath.

Without looking away, she speaks to the butterfly, as if she's daydreaming.

"Is...is she your goddess? She's so beautiful..."

She moves as if to get closer, then stops herself, her hair floating around her. "Is that...your home? What is it like there?  It...looks like...something I always thought heaven would look like.  All those clouds.  Clouds, with bright colors, like a rainbow on fire, but in a good way.  Not burning fire, but the kind of fire you feel when you look at a beautiful painting, or when you love somebody."

She looks at the butterfly at last. "Is...that what it's like there? To be beside her?"