House of the Red Butterflies
This is not a story of love, nor is it a story of terror. It is a simple story, boring to some, but a simple story none the less. It is a story of discovery, strength, remembrance, and faith...
"Human beings are like scarlet butterflies, beautiful when they open their wings, hideous when they don't. Even for a creature so small, an impact is made. Much like a rainbow is made up of raindrops, lit by the sun, history is lit by scarlet butterflies. If we open are to open our own wings we must embrace the past, which shaped us, and the future, which we will shape."