Isaland Stories: The Girl and the Flutter By

Isaland Stories

The Girl and the Flutter By artists drawing of a giant flutter by	Once upon a time, long long ago, on a distant planet in a far off solar system in a remote galaxy of another possible universe, a little girl woke up and she was not in her warm bed in her very own room. Instead she was lying in some lovely lush very green grass. And she was frighted because she didn't know where she was. But the the grass was so soft and felt so good and the breeze was so pleasant and the day so warm that she soon forgot that she was afraid. She began to look around her. She was lying under a weeping willow tree on some grass in a great field of flowers of every color. And there was a pattern of stone paths that went through the flowers. So she got up and started walking down one of the paths. And she sang what came into her head as she walked down the path. And she enjoyed the fragrance of the flowers. The flowers smelled like honeysuckle. They smelled good enough to eat. Just as she thought this, she saw an animal she had never seen before. It looked like a butterfly except it was much bigger and it was not fluttering by. Instead it was chomping away on the flowers, eating 10 or 20 at a gulp. Its wings were beautiful colors. In fact they were a mixture of all the colors that the flowers were - blue, green, orange, red, violet, yellow and many subtler shades. So she said to herself: "Big dogs are usually friendly so maybe big flutterbys are too." So she walked over to the flutterby and climbed onto its back. It flew away into the sky and drifted like a cloud. She could see mountains and rivers and finger shaped lakes and many villages, each built in a semi-circle. And the flutter by flew and flew through clouds and through time and space. And the little girl drifted off to sleep with visions of sugar plums. Christmas lights, painted dolls. candles, ginger bread, houses, holly and other Christmas things. When she woke up, she was in her very own bed under her favorite blanket and she was warm as toast. As she opened her eyes, her brother said to her: "Guy you had a silly smile on your face. while you were asleep." THE END

The Girl
and the
Flutter By

artists drawing of
a giant
flutter by

Once upon a time, long long ago, on a distant planet in a far off solar system in a remote galaxy of another possible universe, a little girl woke up and she was not in her warm bed in her very own room. Instead she was lying in some lovely lush very green grass. And she was frighted because she didn't know where she was. But the the grass was so soft and felt so good and the breeze was so pleasant and the day so warm that she soon forgot that she was afraid.

She began to look around her. She was lying under a weeping willow tree on some grass in a great field of flowers of every color. And there was a pattern of stone paths that went through the flowers.

So she got up and started walking down one of the paths. And she sang what came into her head as she walked down the path. And she enjoyed the fragrance of the flowers. The flowers smelled like honeysuckle. They smelled good enough to eat.

Just as she thought this, she saw an animal she had never seen before. It looked like a butterfly except it was much bigger and it was not fluttering by. Instead it was chomping away on the flowers, eating 10 or 20 at a gulp. Its wings were beautiful colors. In fact they were a mixture of all the colors that the flowers were - blue, green, orange, red, violet, yellow and many subtler shades.

So she said to herself: "Big dogs are usually friendly so maybe big flutterbys are too." So she walked over to the flutterby and climbed onto its back.

It flew away into the sky and drifted like a cloud. She could see mountains and rivers and finger shaped lakes and many villages, each built in a semi-circle.

And the flutter by flew and flew through clouds and through time and space. And the little girl drifted off to sleep with visions of sugar plums. Christmas lights, painted dolls. candles, ginger bread, houses, holly and other Christmas things.

When she woke up, she was in her very own bed under her favorite blanket and she was warm as toast. As she opened her eyes, her brother said to her: "Guy you had a silly smile on your face. while you were asleep."

THE END

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