*Prologue*

Beauty. A special gift. One that I feel butterflies can be especially proud of. But beauty is short-lived. My hobby, no, my duty is to preserve such a gift so it may never wither with the passing of time. The years may come swiftly, but they will not change. I feel that I must continue forth with this duty. I have found a most peculiar creature. Fairies, some call them. Their wings are patterned with elegant designs and they shimmer with such luster. I must capture them. I must take their wings.

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Gabriella's mother is the daughter of Gabriella's grandfather. She knows about the grandfather's secret, but she doesn't know what to do. She's been quiet about it all her life and she fears that if her daughter finds out, Gabriella will live in fear for the rest of her life. (To know the secret read -About this story-)

updated Dec 17 '11 by TLR