One story told in Three Voices. Earth, Spirit, a species. human. Three voices, same Story.
All this Cloth comes as unexpected. Sewing in the Oak Trees, the message to go find scrap and the scrap would be butterflies that would speak of Spirit. The human form becomes in the middle ground between Earth and Spirit. Many scraps chosen but only these remain. Not chosen, but adamant that they be here.
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