Warning...this is not a story that will make you want to run tra-la-la through the flowers singing songs about happy sunshine.
Summary: Through fields of dead flowers under a red-gray sky, the children dance, arms flapping like the wings of dying butterflies. Desperate to hearken in the city of Dali’s famed Butterfly Spring, they spin and jump as best they can, sometimes falling, sometimes staggering. No longer are they the children who rushed towards the survivors' downed plane. They are forever changed. They are undone.
At least come and check it out and see what it's all about.