Реферат: Butterfly Moon By Tauna M Robley Essay
Father kicked Tika violently. “It’s too late, she’s dead.”
Tika saw her mother’s burnt flesh.
“Like a dead butterfly,” Father said. “Bugs are attracted to the light of death.”
Tika got up and ran. She ran as fast and far as she could She hurt, but knew if she
stopped, they would kill her too. Tika’s royal blood did nothing to help her now, she was
their enemy. Only reason her father didn’t kill her already was because she was his blood,
fairy blood.
Tika got out of bed, pulled a cotton shawl over her wings and walked outside.
“Oh moon,” Tika sighed. “How I wish you could talk to me.”
She wanted a family so desperately, a family loving and gentle. It had been two years
sense she fled her home land.
As she walked, she looked in windows and saw human families eating dinner
together. Anything was better than being the only one who could hear her voice. She
would risk them stoning her just to hear another speak.
Suddenly, she heard some stray cats brawling in the alleyway. She crept up to see
what the commotion was. As she turned the corner and peeked her head around, she could
hear muffled voices coming from behind a heap of trash. Although scared, she was
compelled to see what it was. There, hunched in the corner like two cornered cats, was a
human man and a young fairy boy with human features.
“Please dont hurt my son!” Pleaded the man.
Tika’s body relaxed and she smiled.
“She is a fairy dad! Like me!” Blurted the young half-breed.
“It is ok, I will not harm you.“ Tika said gently. ”In fact, I am one of you.” She
dropped the shawl and exposed her wings.
She gathered the little boy and his father and took them in.
Tika felt a kick, and smiled as she felt her baby turn in her plump belly. She snuck out
of bed as not to wake her husband, tipped toed down the hall and peeked in at Timmy
sleeping. It was just eleven months ago when she found him and his father in the alley.
She finally had the family she always wanted. She thought of her father as she walked