Just a dream coming true
A golden spider spends all her days in a hanging pot, weighing down her days dreaming of flying to meet the other half of her hanging pot.
The only company he had was that of a brown spider who was his best friend named Kono with a very strong character just like him. Kono has always been very clear with him, she was a beauty, her bulging blue eyes marked him in addition to her golden color, it was unique.
Although, he only thought of flying so he could fly around where he could look at the butterflies totally happy and accompanied by their partners welcoming spring while he was totally alone. Total, I had no one to share with.
On one of those many days when he thought how he could fly, he admired the butterflies hugging each other, the spider was totally frustrated and thoughtful about the subject, although, a certain spider interrupted his thoughts as it came close enough to be by his side.
"Are you still here, Danny?" The brown fur muttered, who watched Danny look down at the ground. Haven't you thought of something that can help you? Aren't you thinking of starting a family? You know that our time of life can end when you least expect it.
—As much as I think, I can't answer my question, how can I fly? He moved away from her a few inches as he hugged himself. Raising a family is the least important thing to me, I want to look around, be free from this pot!
"Good luck with that, I know you'll make it." I'll go with Adam.
Without further ado, the brown spider left him alone.
The minutes passed and the spider continued to watch the couples embrace. He turned when a leaf fell on top of him, he grabbed it and hugged it while letting out small tears but an idea came to his mind when he looked at the beautiful wings that butterflies had.
His eyes sparkled and he smiled as he began to weaponize his wings with the leaves that were on the ground with his web. When he assembled them he placed them behind him, he positioned himself at the end of the pot and gave a great jump closing his eyes.
When he opened them he saw that he was flying, or that was what the spider thought until he suddenly fell.
When he opened his eyes he was in the grass, surprised he looked around looking for his precious wings of leaves which he found totally destroyed. The surprised one grabbed them with deep sadness looking towards the ground until a dark-colored butterfly approached him trying to cheer him up by giving him a smile.
He sat next to him, his size was much larger than any other butterfly he had ever seen. Totally embarrassed, his face turned a little red from embarrassment. He turned his face to that of the butterfly which admired the sun, he also did the same action.
Then he realized that he could fly out of there.
"Why aren't you with the others?" Why don't you fly? —I look at him waiting for his answer which didn't have to be answered with a word.
The butterfly showed him its broken wing which surprised him and at the same time saddened him, he touched it closing his eyes until an idea occurred to him. I look at the cobweb spread on the ground, I look at him and he nodded.
He began to repair his broken wing with the web.
When he finished he smiled totally embarrassed waiting for his reaction, he received a smile and the wings of the strange butterfly rose making the spider realize that they were totally big and shiny. In the blink of an eye the butterfly grabbed him starting to move away from the ground, he smiled totally happy.
In moments they reached the pot where the strange butterfly bowed to him in gratitude, when the two looked forward the other couples were kissing.
The butterfly felt sad knowing that she had no one to spend her life with, but when she looked at the spider, which was crestfallen while shedding small tears of happiness and sadness, she looked at him with a total blush.
The two of them came closer, their foreheads touching.
Since then the two dedicated themselves to discovering the world of each of the two, they loved and respected each other.
The spider showed her around the pot while the butterfly showed her its bright wings. The two laughed, played and smiled. At night they admired the stars, although "Steve", the butterfly's name, always admired Danny's beautiful eyes which stood out more at night.
A long time after their first meeting in the bushes in front of the pot there was not a single butterfly flying near there, they were taking care of their little eggs which they would have to abandon when they were born since they would die.
The couple with tired eyes admired the landscape for the last time, the wings of the butterfly fell.
The two returned to the center of the pot in which their little egg was covered with cobwebs as well as flowers, as if it were a ball of yarn. They lay down on one side and touched one last time, they stayed like that until they both closed their eyes.
Several time later, back in the spring the little eggs began to come out admiring around them, their parents were no longer in that place.
In the pot, a little spider with brown and bulging eyes like her father's looked at the sun totally surprised by the sight, she smiled and her wings sprouted.
He was totally the combination of his two parents.
And took flight alone. Fruit of the love of a spider and a butterfly.
Her name was Grace.