Barrow Fields You don't have to worry

Cadeau took in a breath as if to get into character, her cheeks puffing out mid huff. She hadn't heard the story in such a long time, not since Snowy passed away all that tragic time ago. She hoped she could ensnare Maia in the tale like her father had when she was a sapling. 

"A long time ago, when the land was young there an egg was laid among a cusp of trees. They lived on a isolated forest in the middle of the sea. It was alone there but surrounded by others of a similar kind to the egg." Cadeau paused, not wanting to rush her tongue in telling the story. "It hatched alongside the other eggs but there was something... different about it. It was a caterpillar among mothlings. The other moths were sure to remind the caterpillar of this. They teased him, they isolated him, just because he wasn't like them. He didn't understand though, weren't they similar enough?" 

She looked at Maia and continued with her story, gesturing with her paws in a kind of coming together motion before breaking apart to flap imaginary wings. "Time passed and before they all knew it, they'd changed. The moths were envious of the butterfly's beauty, his colorful rainbow wings when all they had were brown. They made him feel ugly."

Cadeau paused, straining her memory for more of the tale, recalling the white face of her father as he smile eagerly at her bedside in the night. "The butterfly didn't stay on the island, even though many said there was nothing but sea for miles and miles, that he would surely tire and drown into the water mid flight. But he wanted to belong somewhere... anywhere. So, one day he flapped his wings and flew towards the direction of Tomorrow."

Cadeau knew the ending of the story was a somber one. Left to interpretation if the butterfly found what he was searching for. "Nobody knows what he found, just that Tomorrow is a place you discover yourself when Today feels like it might be the worst. That... Tomorrow is all around you, so long as you take the plunge to see it for yourself."

Cadeau looked faraway a moment. "I like to think he found other butterflies to enjoy tomorrow with."