I gazed down into my palm at the lone glowing insect that hummed quietly in my hand. “Terra, why do they fly?” I asked. The glow in my palm fluttered as if it could fade at any moment. Terra narrowed her eyes in thought. After a few moments, she smiled as she gazed at the stars. “They fly because their time is limited. Because their light is too pure for just the ground. They need to share their joy with the world around them while they can.” I cupped my hands gently together as I watched the firefly flicker out into darkness. “And why do they have to die?” I whispered low enough that I wasn’t
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