Merlin shook his head and the butterfly returned to his palm, "I don't understa-" His vision changed and he felt his consciousness in two separate places. One on the ground, the other flitting above the earth. He was connected to this tiny creature.
Merlin felt the butterfly open it's wings and catch an updraft to the sky. The breeze carried them toward the castle and through an open window.
"What a beautiful creature…" Merlin jumped at the voice and was thrown back to his own reality. The hills above Camelot were as empty as they were when the butterfly left.
A/N: I know that isn't such a great place to end, but I promised I'd upload it today. The next section might be up tomorrow ...or it might not! ;)