Of Sea & Sky
âCome, come, Elispa, my darling, donât fret. Everything will be quite all right, I promise you this.â
Elispa embraced the arms of her sister, Asura, which were wrapped around her thin shoulders for comfort, and gazed into her beloved sea. Elipsa sighed, seeing that the starfish and sea anemones were already beginning their transformation into those lovely, fluttering things of the sky. What were they called? Oh, yes - butterflies - of course, she remembered now. Oh dear, she thought. With the hand that wasnât desperately grasping her sisterâs, Elipsa wiped a translucent, aquamarine-colored tear from her eye. Was this really goodbye?
