• Stalking in the shadows of the granite courtyard an evil resides within, within the high turrets now abandoned. But its not evil, it’s a simple little girl on the outside. On the inside she is a demon who has seen much pain of this world and others. Seeing the anguish of the poor helpless people that she ripped apart with ease, she now haunts the silent cathedrals on this earth cause that is all were she feels welcomed. The lone demon girl sees a sight which she has not seen in a long time, a beautiful sight to her old eyes. A single white butterfly floating on the lazy breeze, soaking up the fake sunlight. She goes up to it to investigate that pearly butterfly, its not her imagination it’s a real one. It flutters closer and closer the demon girl sticks out her hand for it to land on. Seeing the roost it seems happy for a place to rest but as it lands it first turns grey then it grows heavy. The demon girl realizes what happened and weeps cause she turned that little innocent creature to stone. She weeps cause that butterfly was the closest thing she had to a friend and she killed it.