Of the over 5,000 numbers in the English language, it is the number 14 alone that has come to hold a special place in my heart. I'm not a superstitious woman, or a woman at all for that matter. I am ... [+]
Translated by Wendy Cross
Once upon a time, in the softness and perfect blossoming of a July summer, a butterfly was fluttering at the whim of the wind, under the knowing gaze of the sun. She flew high in the sky, higher than any other butterfly. She wanted to see what was hidden beyond the clouds. Her ethereal grace and shimmering colors attracted the attention of a Sunbeam. Dazzled by the aerial dance of that little insect, ephemeral yet so full of life, the timid Sunbeam fell deeply in love. Not knowing how to express the ardor of his feelings, he started shining more brightly. He bathed the flying butterfly in ligh