a butterfly flying aimlessly, almost knocking the rough leaves but managed to get away. Stopped, taking a deep breath and pushing itself to continue flying-again.
Suddenly, it stops and looking at the beautiful daisy. Thanking God for the wonderful, amazing creation, it decided to get close to it.
Hovering around it, trying to get close to it, touching its soft petals, sniffing the clean breath of the flower. Feeling a little giddy over the rough winds, the butterfly decided to make a stop and the daisy is its first choice. Leaning against the petals whilst letting go a heavy sigh, it reminiscing upon the journey it had in reaching the daisy.

Suddenly, the daisy shimmered. The butterfly was shocked. Trying hard to pull itself away from it, but could not. Its leg had been sticking to the petals as if it had been glued to it. Trying to scream out loud, asking for help but to no avail. There is no one to be seen.