"I had a strange dream last night. In it, Leisha and I held hands and turned into a Red butterfly, then flew and flew and flew. The people in the city struck by the Red Light scattered from our wings also turned into Red Butterflies. In the end, everyone became Red Butterflies, and we all flew up together."
"That really is strange. What happened at the end?"
Shade asked curiously. The Blonde Young Lady carefully lifted some bacon with her fork. The cat lying on Shade's lap sniffed at it, then suddenly opened its eyes:
"Then I saw Little Mia squatting atop the Clock Tower in the sunset, and with one pounce, she swallowed us."
"Meow!"
Mia immediately pounced from Shade's lap onto the table. Even if it did not intend to steal food, it at least wanted to sniff it. But Shade, who knew the cat's nature well, promptly grabbed it by the scruff and lifted it back onto his lap.
Dorothy smiled as she watched the scene before her. On such a rainy day, watching Shade play with the cat was quite an enjoyable pastime:
"What do you think this dream means?"
"Well... if you miss Leisha that much, don't worry. Isn't this Saturday the next Red Butterfly Day?"
That earned him several minutes of Dorothy ignoring his "dream interpretation."
The wooden boat Shade had brought back from beneath the waters outside the island on Monday night had been repaired aboard Megan and Audrey's cruise ship after a full day of work yesterday. They had not used the Power of Time to restore a century-old wreck, but had completed the repairs through skillful craftsmanship.
That morning, Shade entrusted the cat to Dorothy and came to the cruise ship moored on the Duin River under an umbrella. Besides Megan