Spot's POV

I watched a kid walk out of an alley, lovingly rubbing his dirty hands over a necklace he was holding. He tossed it in the air and caught it as he took off running, and ran directly into me, causing him to drop his prize. "Hey! Why don't ya watch where youse goin'?!" I said angrily.

"S-spot Conlon? S-sorry." He stammered.

He looked around for the necklace he had dropped and I squinted as I saw it laying by my foot. "Hey," I started, picking it up. "This looks like Clover's."

The kid frowned and jumped for it. "That's mine! Give it back!"

I jerked it away. "Yeah, I'll bet it is. What'd ya do, steal it?" He glared at me, but looked guilty. "An' I bet ya stole it from a blonde goil, right?"

He glowered. "I ain't a thief! I found it lyin' in da alley back dere!"

"I ain't buyin' it, kid. Come on, yer gonna give Clover 'er necklace back." I said sternly, dragging him towards Manhattan. By the time we made it there, Kloppman was about to lock up. "Hey Kloppman." I said as I walked in with the bratty kid. "Just need to talk to Clova'."

"She ain't back yet." Flicker said from the top of the stairs. "Or Dutchy."

I frowned a little. "A little unusual for dose two, ain't it?"

Flicker nodded, her red hair gleaming a little in the dim light. "I think da guys're a little nervous."

I dragged the kid forward. "Yeah, well dis guy claims he 'found' Clover's necklace in an' alley."

"I did!" The kid objected.

Flicker stared at the necklace I held up. "That is Clover's! Ya think she's in some kinda trouble?"

I shrugged. "I dunno. I think I'll take it upstairs an' see what da guys think."

She nodded and followed me up. I told Jack and the others about the necklace. He sighed a little. "I doubt there's anything to worry about, but it really ain't like Clover an' Dutchy ta be out dis late so I'll go back ta the alley an' look around for 'em a little. You guys keep an eye on dat kid. Spot, can ya show me where da alley is?"

I nodded a little as Flicker jumped up from the bunk she was sitting on. "I'm goin' too."

I frowned and sent Jack a disapproving look, hoping he'd tell her no. He nodded a little instead. "If ya really wanna come."

Flicker looked at me gloatingly as the three of us left the lodging house. I showed them the alley and we looked around a little but didn't find anything. As we were about to leave a guy stepped out of the shadows. He had dark hair and eyes, and an evil kind of aura. "Well, I see you have what I'm looking for." Flicker, who was the closest to him, stepped back cautiously, but he grabbed her arm. "I suggest you give it to me, or I'll kill the girl."

"What're ya talkin' about?" I asked coldly.

"The medallion." He said simply. "Give it to me now, or she dies."

Flicker elbowed him and ran over to Jack and I as he doubled over in pain. "Let's get out of here!" She yelled then grabbed my hand, and there was a sudden flash of light. I blinked, realizing it was suddenly broad daylight, and we were no longer in an alley. Our surroundings had gone from brick and concrete to a wooded area with a stream nearby. "What the... where are we?!" I yelled frantically.

"Dreaming?" Jack said weakly.

Flicker jerked her hand out of mine. "I don't remember falling asleep."

Jack nodded and took a deep breath. "Right... but dere's gotta be a good reason for all a dis. So uh... let's just stay calm."

"We went from midnight New York City to high noon Sherwood Forest in the blink of an eye and you say to stay calm?!" Flicker said angrily.

"He's right." I stated, trying to keep my voice from shaking. "Anyway, maybe dere's someone around here dat can tell us where we are."

"Take a look around Conlon, who are you gonna ask? The birds or the trees?" She snapped sarcastically.

Jack sighed. "Maybe dere's a town nearby or somethin'. We ain't gonna find out just standin' here though."

"Well then lead the way." She said, slightly miffed.

"Do you desire to find, those of your own kind?" Asked a high pitched voice.

We all looked around but saw no one. "Who said that?" Flicker asked nervously.

"And where are you?" I added, slightly confused.

"If it is answers you seek to find, your questions must be asked in rhyme." The tinkling voice said again.

"Rhyme? It's kidding, right?" I asked, not quite amused by the concept.

Jack shrugged a little. "Worth a shot. Uh... to whom do we speak... and um... where to find you must we... seek?"

The voice groaned a little, probably at Jack's horrible rhyme, but answered the question. "You speak with a babbling brook, and to find me down you must look."

Flicker laughed out loud. "This is so stupid! We're talkin' ta water? No, I don't think so!"

I grimaced a little and looked down at the stream, seeing nothing but water. "Right... now who are you? Really." There was no answer.

Jack sighed a little. "Rhyme, Spot, rhyme." He paused as he tried to think of another rhyme, and I had the feeling smoke would start spilling from his ears.

"What is the name of this land, that contains a brook so grand?" Flicker asked while Jack thought.

The stream seemed to ripple with delight at the compliment (or maybe I was just loosing my mind) and, as it replied, I could see the water ripple in rhythm with the words. "You now stand in Nochlaur, a beautiful land not just for par."

I scowled a little, repulsed by how pathetic this whole situation was, but asked my own question. "Is there a village we can reach this week? Hurry up an' answer ya stupid creek."

"To the west a woodsman does live, and to you help he can give." The stream replied curtly. "Now you must go west with the flow, before you are found by your meddlesome foe."

Flicker frowned in confusion. "Who do you know that could be our foe?"

The stream gurgled impatiently. "That answer will be clear, when Aradin's castle is near. Now leave and go fast, that question must be your last."

Jack nodded a little. "Uh... yeah."

We walked toward the west with the flow of the stream, and after about a mile we came to a small cottage. Jack knocked on the door but no one answered. "Hello?" He asked uncertainly.

"Jack, listen." Flicker said softly, and we could hear the chopping of wood. We followed the sound to the back of the cabin where a man was swinging an ax. "Um, are you the woodsman?" She asked, raising her voice above the sound of the blows.

The man looked up and nodded. "Yes, who are you?"

She drew a breath. "I'm Fl... uh, Alexandria Morgan, and this is Jack Kelly and Spot Conlon. We were told that you could help show us to a village?"

He looked us over for a second or so and then nodded. "Aye, I can do that." He walked into his house and motioned for us to follow. It was a small house with little furniture, but it was clean. He asked us to sit as he went into another room and came back out a few minutes later holding a bundle. "Come." He said simply and we followed he back outside and through the woods until we came to a path. "This will take you to the village, although you won't reach it until sundown, so please take this bundle of bread." We thanked him and started down the path.

~*~*~*~*~

Clover's POV

Xavier stopped at a clearing in the woods as the sun began to set. "We should stop here. There might not be another clearing for some time and it will soon be too dark to travel."

I sighed and started picking up wood and soon had enough to build a fire, but no way to start the fire. "Why don't you catch a firefly?" Xavier asked after watching me try to make sparks for five minutes.

Dutchy raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell me the fireflies can start fires here."

"Of course, don't they on earth?" Xavier replied, somewhat surprised by the question.

I smiled. "No, they just glow."

He snorted a little as he waved a hand at the pile of sticks which immediately burst into flame, probably too relaxed to make any more effort. "Drakes, that's boring."

I shrugged a little as some clouds drifted over the moon, blocking out the light. "One gets used to such things."

~*~*~*~*~

I smiled as we reached the top of a hill and saw a village below. "It's about time." Spot commented grumpily. Jack nodded compliance as he wiped sweat from his brow.

"Look at it, it looks just like something from a storybook. I mean, with all of the old-fashioned buildings and all." I commented, noticing the straw roofs and ancient architecture.

"Yeah, kinda strange." Jack said cynically, but then added a little more excited, "But have ya ever seen a sunset like that in New York?"

I looked beyond the village and saw a sunset that easily put to shame any I had seen back home. Before I really had time to take it all in Spot started stomping down the path, ruining my perfect view. "Let's go all ready!" He yelled back. I frowned but followed him into the village where we directed to an inn. The lady in charge was very understanding considering we had no money with us (at least not money they used here) and directed Jack and Spot to one room and me to another. Cora, the girl who showed me to my room, seemed to be very friendly. She had long, curly black hair and dark emerald colored eyes with flecks of gold near the center. "So, what exactly is this place?" I asked curiously.

She eyed me strangely. "What do you mean?"

I shrugged and spread my arms in an expansive gesture. "Nochlaur. What is it?"

She blinked in surprise. "You don't know what Nochlaur is? You are from Earth?!"

"Uh... yeah. Aren't you?" I asked slowly.

She shook her head. "No. You see, long ago the magical creatures all came to Nochlaur so that they would no longer be hunted on Earth."

I raised an eyebrow and replied, with some amount of cynicism, "Oh. That makes sense. So uh... if only magical things came here, den how'd well... regular people get here?"

She frowned in concentration. "I don't really know. Part of the humans in Nochlaur are descendants of wizards, warlocks, sorceresses and the like, but others I think just wandered here by accident. Larimus would know."

"Who's Larimus?"

She shrugged. "The one who keeps record of all important happenings in Nochlaur, but he lives far away and hates to be bothered. It's a very hard job keeping track of the history of an entire world."

"Uh.... right." I said, not really following the girl.

She smiled excitedly. "Oh, you are going to go to the festival tomorrow, aren't you?"

"What festival?" I said shortly, having no patience for this girl any longer.

"Why, the celebration of the return of the princess of course!" She said as if it were common knowledge, then added, "Well... the princess of this kingdom anyway."

I shook my head a little. "Should I? I mean, I don't even know anythin' about dis Princess."

Cora gasped, quite obviously appalled by my lack of knowledge. "But, the Princess has been on Earth! How could you not know of her?"

I held up my hands in defense. "We don't know nothin' bout dis place back on Earth! I was just lookin' for my friend, Clova'!"

She pouted a little and sighed. "Well, you absolutely must come to the festival. The wizard in charge of her return sent word to the castle of the King and Queen of their location and we shall have a grand party when they pass through our village tomorrow."

"Woohoo." I said dryly. "Forgive me if I don't jump for joy."

She took my hands in hers. "Oh! You can't go looking like that! Tomorrow I shall loan you one of my dresses and help you get ready, but now you must rest."

I smiled and nodded, relieved this crazy girl was finally gonna let me get some sleep. "Yeah, sleep is good. Good night." She waved a little and winked as she closed the door. "I hate perky." I muttered as I sighed and fell onto the bed.

~*~*~*~*~

Clover's POV

"Where are we going?" I asked Xavier as we walked along a small road.

"The village of Eiswin." He replied wearily. "I believe they are planning quite an event for your coming."

"A party, for us? Why?" Dutchy asked in surprise.

Xavier scowled at him. "Not for 'us', my dear misinformed friend, for the Princess Alethea."

Dutchy stopped, taken aback. "Princess?!"

I nodded grimly. "Yes, unfortunately." I turned to Xavier. "So, are we going to show up at the party looking like this?"

He shrugged. "They are hardly expecting three humans, but if you desire I believe I can come up with something."

I laughed a little and nodded. "If it isn't too much trouble for you."

"Childsplay." He said jokingly and continued to walk. "But we still have some ways before we reach the village so I think that can wait."

I agreed and we continued down the road towards Eiswen. I explained some to Dutchy about the way things worked and Xavier, who was starting to warm up to Dutchy a little, filled us both in on some of the changes that had taken place over the past five hundred years. Later in the day we came to a small pond where Xavier produced attire for the festival, including a tiara and light blue dress for me to wear. I toyed with my hair until it looked just right and we walked the rest of the way to Eiswin.

~*~*~*~*~

Flicker's POV

I was sleeping soundly when Cora burst into my room, probably at the break of day, chattering about the festival. When she finally managed to drag me out of bed she explained to Jack and Spot about the festival, and despite my pleading glances they made no effort to get me out of her primping. So I was forced to spend the day with my all too cheerful companion. When it was time to get ready for the party she pulled me back to the inn where she produced two dresses. She commented that the green one would bring out my eyes, despite the fact that I pointed out she also had green eyes, and she decided to wear the red dress. She then took it upon herself to lace flowers into my hair like a crown. I sighed as she finally finished with my hair and then her own.

Around dusk she finally dragged me out to the party where a band was playing lively music. I could see Jack across the square talking to a few girls who were acting out the whole fair maiden routine so well I thought I might be sick. Cora immediately started dancing with one of the boys from the village and I was left alone, leaning in the shadows of a building so as not to be seen. "You look kinda miserable." Spot said as he walked up beside me.

I shrugged. "I'm not big on this whole party thing."

He smirked a little. "Ya can't dance?"

"Of course I can dance!" I replied indignantly.

"Liar."

I glared at him. "I can, you jerk!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? Prove it."

I nodded a little and started dancing with him. After a minute or two I smiled a little as a thought occurred to me. "The great Spot Conlon has to trick a girl into dancing with him? Kinda pitiful, ain't it?"

He shrugged. "Nah, I just-" He stopped dancing and pointed behind me. "Hey! Ain't dat Clover an' Dutchy?!"

I spun around and saw my two friends walking through the crowd. "Yeah, it is." I said as Jack ran up to us.

"Ya'll neva' believe what I just heard." He said breathlessly.

"Clover and Dutchy're here?" I asked innocently.

He shook his head. "No, Clover's da princess dey're throwin' dis party for."

"Princess?!" Spot and I yelled at the same time.

He nodded. "Yeah, dat was my reaction too."

I spun around and looked at Clover who seemed to be rather uncomfortable. "Clover!" I yelled, trying to get her attention.

She seemed to hear me, even over the noise of the crowd and surprise filled her eyes as she saw Jack, Spot, and I. She said something to someone next to her and ran over, followed by Dutchy and another guy who looked rather familiar. "Flicker? Jack? Spot?" She said, still seeming to doubt our presence. "How did you get here?"

Spot held up her necklace. "We don't know. Some kid had dis an' I told Jack an' since you weren't back yet we went lookin' for ya. We didn't find nothin' but dis guy jumped out an' grabbed Flicker an' she got away but den dere was dis flash of light an' da next thing we knew, we were here."

The new guy frowned a little. "Alethea, if they could get here...."

He let the sentence hang but she got the point anyway. "So what do we do?"

"I suggest we get to the palace as soon as possible." He said severely.

"Woah, what's goin' on?" Jack said after listening to the two of them talk.

Clover shared an exasperated look with the new guy so Dutchy started to tell what he could. "Clover's the Princess here and well.. she's a unicorn so this Telperion guy who's like a unicorn hunter was trying to get to her so she could lead him back here. So um.. Xavier (he's a wizard) was sent to bring her back here again." He said nervously.

Spot burst out laughing halfway through Dutchy's explanation and Jack looked like he might have done the same if he weren't so confused. "A unicorn?" I asked doubtingly.

Dutchy and Clover nodded but Spot was just recovering and asked the same question. "When you say unicorn do you mean the horse with the horn?"

Xavier rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes. A unicorn! Monoceros, alicorno, licorne, einhorn, kar-ka-dann, unicornus, yale, shadhahvar, k'i-lin, kirin... would you like me to list more or do you understand?"

"Can it!" Clover said, more forcefully than I had ever heard her speak. "They can't understand, because they don't believe it. It is human nature."

Xavier shrugged a little. "It is none of my concern. Now is the time to start off for the castle. Although, it would be much faster if we had horses to travel with."

After borrowing horses from some of the people in the village and explaining why we had to leave the party so soon we set out for the mysterious castle. "Ya sure we should be out here travelin' when it's dis dark?" Dutchy asked uncertainly.

Xavier glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. "No, but it's safer than staying in one place if Telperion is following us."

I looked around the dark forest and frowned a little. "How far away is this castle?"

"Too far, I'm afraid." He said morosely.

Clover's brow furrowed as he answered my question and she said, a little crossly. "If there was danger of being followed, why didn't you transport us closer to the castle?"

"Because I didn't know there was danger of being followed." He shot back indignantly. "Anyway, my powers aren't very exact."

I sighed a little. "Great, we're traveling with an amateur."

"I'm not an amateur! My powers just aren't... well, as powerful as they could be, that's all." He shifted uncomfortably and started to ride ahead.

"Woah, what are dose?" Jack asked, pointing to the horizon where some flowers appeared to be glowing.

Xavier looked at him as if he were daft. "Luna blossoms, of course. You have fireflies on earth, glow worms also I presume, surely you must have luminescent flowers."

"Uh... no." Dutchy said slowly. "Do those flowers get their light from fire like your fireflies do?"

"Oh, no!" Xavier said quickly. "They just glow like that. I couldn't tell you where their power comes from."

"Maybe it's the light of the moon reflecting off of the petals." I added with a shrug.

Xavier looked at me askance. "Reflected light? Where do you get that theory?"

"Uh... science." I replied deliberately.

He snorted condescendingly. "Well, your science is flawed. They glow by magic."

"Geez, sorry. I wasn't aware you knew everything." I said sarcastically, noting that Xavier was beaming despite my tone of voice. I rolled my eyes a little. "Babbling brooks, glowing magic flowers, and fireflies that really do have fire, what else do you people have here?" To answer my question I heard a series of barks. Seeing no dogs around I sighed a little. "That obviously wasn't Rover. Let me guess, dogwood trees."

"Well, yes." The know-it-all wizard said, somewhat surprised. "They are planted to guard certain territories."

"So whose territory are these trees guarding?" Jack asked after a pause. Just as he finished his question a group of people jumped in front of our little party. "Halt!" The lead person ordered firmly.

We all stopped and squinted in the darkness to see who had stopped us. The group didn't appear to be any larger than ours. "Who are they?" I asked Clover when no one said anything.

She shrugged a little but I heard Xavier mutter "Elves." before addressing them. "Um... hello. Is there a reason you will not let us pass?"

None of the elves replied for quite some time, and it was obvious they were not happy. Finally the leader spoke. "You have entered our territory."

"Just like you, Spot." I muttered sarcastically, receiving only an icy glare from the egotist.

Xavier motioned to Clover. "Forgive us, but I, Xavier the wizard, travel with the Princess Alethea Star Dancer to Eillensher Castle."

"I am no fool." The elf said curtly. "The Princess Alethea Star Dancer is a unicorn, that girl is a human."

Xavier seemed at a loss for words so Clover spoke up. "As you know I was left behind on earth, and for my own protection I was turned to human form."

The elves eyed her skeptically until finally a female elf asked. "Then why has this wizard not turned you back to a unicorn?"

"I forbade him to do so." She said cooly. "It is safer to travel in disguise."

The all paused to consider what she had said. "I am Dulin." The head elf announced finally. "Leader of the elves of the forest of Moyer. We shall see if you speak the truth." He motioned to the other elves and they soon had us surrounded. We were then led to their little hideout in the woods.

"Um... how are they going to know if we tell the truth?" Clover asked Xavier with a little bit of worry in her voice.

He shrugged. "Probably with the Mirror of Truth."

Her mouth formed a little 'o' of surprise but she didn't say anything more. After we got off of our horses the elves led Clover and Xavier off somewhere while we were shut in a room with a female elf standing guard. She had long, silky black hair and clear aquamarine eyes that sparkled more than any humans eyes. Her very essence seemed to glow and it was a wonder to me the guys weren't drooling all over themselves. Finally I walked over to her and sat down. "So, who're you?"

She seemed surprised but answered in a silvery voice. "Laurelin Nightstar, of the elves of the sea breeze."

I cleared my throat uncomfortably. "Right. Laurelin, what is it with this whole 'elves of the forest of Moyer' and 'elves of the sea breeze' thing?"

"Elves from various locations have divergent ways of life. I am originally an elf of the sea, more specifically the Andalucian Sea, and it is part of my title, so to speak." She replied evenly. "Who are you?"

I smirked. "Alexandra Morgan of the city of New York."

Her nose crinkled slightly in confusion. "Strange, I have never heard of such a place."

I shrugged. "Yeah, well it's back in the good old United States. Or maybe I should say Earth."

Lauralin gasped a little. "Earth?"

I nodded. "Uh-huh. You guys were smart to leave it, the place if full of strange things. Did you know that brooks don't babble there? And fireflies don't have fire." I said, not able to get rid of my usual sarcasm.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Fireflies with no fire and babbling brooks that don't babble? How very odd. I suppose the swordfish there have no swords and the catfish no purr?" She said jokingly.

I blinked. "Um... actually. No, they don't."

She seemed taken aback by the statement. "Well, I suppose somethings here are backwards. After all, some nitwit human named the firebreathing fish a unicorn fish and the whale with a horn the dragon fish. Tragic, isn't it?"

"Oh yes, very Julius Caesar." I said sarcastically.

She shook her head. "No, julius caerarus, more commonly called caesar, is the term used for the leader of the monarchy butterflies."

Dutchy, who appeared to be listening at this point, actually laughed at the statement. "Monarchy butterflies. That's a good one. I suppose the other butterflies eventually become an anarchy and assassinate the julius caesar?"

She nodded. "Why, yes. They build a cocoon and turn into an anarchy caterpillar, after which one of the caterpillars immediately destroys the former ruler."

"That's ridiculous! Caterpillars turn into butterflies, not the other way around!" Spot blared.

I smiled in spite of myself. "Very interesting place ya got here."

Jack smiled a little and nodded, and I noticed for the first time that he was staring at Lauralin quite intently. "Yeah, beautiful."

I rolled my eyes, knowing Jack was hardly talking about the scenery. My head snapped up as Clover walked in the door. She seemed to look just fine but her lips formed a tight line and I could see the worry in her eyes. Dulin, the head elf, followed her inside and looked at Lauralin. "They must get to the castle immediately. I wish for you to escort them there."

She nodded obediently and stood up, leading us back outside. After a few minutes of preparation we were off on our journey again, this time with another traveler. Lauralin remained silent most of the time, staring at the stars quite often. She stayed in front of the rest of us, and it seemed she could see quite well in the dark. I noticed Jack was still watching her, but if she knew he was she showed no sign of it. "Clover?" I asked quietly.

She slowed her horse and rode back to my side, away from the others. "Yes?"

I frowned a little, noting that she still had that worried look in her eyes. "What's going on? I mean, ya told us a lot an' everythin' but..." I faltered, not sure if I should ask anything more. She kept her gaze on the path in front of us and gave no sign that I should go on, but I did anyway. "Well, it's been a long time since you've seen yer family an' everything an' you don't seem all dat happy about da little reunion at da castle."

She flicked her eyes in my direction and I saw a trace of anger there. "Maybe I'm not happy. What concern is it of yours?"

I narrowed my eyes at her, hearing a tone of arrogance tingeing her voice. She had been acting strangely, something I had begin to acknowledge after seeing her in Eiswin. In New York she had always been kind and gentle, but here she seemed distant, cold, and even the slightest bit arrogant. "What's yer problem?" I snapped heatedly.

"You wouldn't understand." She said in that same haughty tone.

I glared at her. "I don't care, I want to know why you're actin' so weird. It's like dis whole royalty thing 'as gone ta yer head."

Her eyes sparkled angrily for a fraction of a second before a blush crept across her cheeks. "I am sorry. I shall try to explain." She started, somewhat nervously. "You see, my relationship with my parents has never been a good one. I suspect they wanted to leave me behind to teach me a lesson of some sort. I confess I dread being reunited with them."

I nodded a little. "I suppose I can understand that, but ya must miss 'em. I'm sure they'll be happy ta see you too."

She grimaced and shook her head, causing some of her silvery blonde hair to fall into her face. "No. Unicorns often consider themselves superior to humans, although we often protected them from harm if their intentions were not malicious. For a long time I made no effort to dispose of that same attitude, but five hundred years among humans had an immense effect on me. Now, you see, I will disgrace my parents when I approach them as a human, with human habits... and in love with a human." She said with downcast eyes. "I don't know how I can face them."

Tears started to build up in her eyes and I sighed a little. "Hey, don't do that."

She blinked back the tears and looked down. "I'm sorry." She muttered quietly as our group came to a small clearing.

We continued riding through the night, Lauralin informing us of when we left elven territory. When we finally did come to a stop near a stream around noon everyone except Xavier, Lauralin, and Clover seemed to be in pain. I plopped down beside the stream and started drinking water like I hadn't seen it in days. Xavier grabbed my left hand gently. "It's not good to drink so fast."

I nodded a little and turned away from the stream. "Where are we and how much farther do we have to go?"

"We have maybe a three day journey before we reach the castle." Lauralin replied. I examined her for the first time in the daylight and realized her hair and skin were still as perfect as before we had left despite how long we had been traveling.

"Hey, Clover." I said, softly elbowing my friend. "What's with little miss perfect hair and skin ova' there? How's she do that?"

She shrugged. "It's an elf thing."

I frowned a little and laid back, hoping to rest for a while, but was startled by a screech. I bolted back up just in time to see someone or something attach itself to Spot. I squinted my eyes a little, and saw a human girl wrapping her arms around him.. or mostly human anyway. She had long purple hair, large silvery eyes, and wings that looked like she had stolen them from a butterfly... a very large, brightly colored butterfly, but a butterfly none the less.

Follow the nymph to part 3...