Chapter 60

• Sixty
• The butterflies were stuck in the back of our minds, it was like they controlled our minds. I wanted to see more of them, to know where they were taking me.
• Then something inside me rang with an urgency that wrenched me away from the influence of the magical creatures. With a supreme effort of will, I dragged my gaze away, shaking my head to clear the cobwebs. This was wrong. Butterflies didn't glow. And there was something we needed to do, something important...