Mariposa
Butterflies filled the air of the little clearing. In a breathtaking swirl of colour they floated around each other…in and out in graceful glides and darting swoops. The dust of their wings glittered in the sunlight and began to take form. In a wing beat there sat a girl with skin and hair the colour of butterfly dust. Her wings echoed the beauty of the butterflies. This is Mariposa…the spirit of butterflies.