Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Lady Mallory's butterfly

For every maiden that crosses my path; I have to make a butterfly.I spent most of my childhood trying to catch the strange ghostly butterflies that always lived in my great grandmother's garden.I now know they are part of the enchantment and take comfort in their presence.

Yesterday I met Lady Mallory - a very tall and elegant woman with a secret life. She had a secret lover and wrote her love letters on sheets of crystal with liquid gold.

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