A butterfly flew in - pale blue with a thin black stripe, and somewhere near it behind the window a bee buzzed. What were these critters doing here? Had the winter sun confused them, or were they seeking to hide in the prison from the cold? The Winter Butterfly is a randomly resurrected creature. How did she escape death? And why did the bee leave her hive? What unconscious bravery - to come here! It's a good thing the guy in charge doesn't have wings, because otherwise he won't be alive for long.
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В разказа се разкрива момент с пеперуда и пчела, които неочаквано се появяват през зимата. Пеперудата, бледосиня с черна ивица, изглежда е случайно оцеляла, докато пчеличката напуска своя уютен кошер. Тези същества предизвикват въпроси за тяхната смелост и причините, поради които са се оказали в такава среда, където зимното слънце създава заблудна надежда за живот.

Текстът ни кара да се замислим за живота и храбростта в лицето на неблагоприятни условия. Пеперудата...

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A butterfly flew in - pale blue with a thin black stripe, and somewhere near it behind the window a bee buzzed. What were these critters doing here? Had the winter sun confused them, or were they seeking to hide in the prison from the cold? The Winter Butterfly is a randomly resurrected creature. How did she escape death? And why did the bee leave her hive? What unconscious bravery - to come here! It's a good thing the guy in charge doesn't have wings, because otherwise he won't be alive for long.
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A butterfly flew in - pale blue with a thin black stripe, and somewhere near it behind the window a bee buzzed. What were these critters doing here? Had the winter sun confused them, or were they seeking to hide in the prison from the cold? The Winter Butterfly is a randomly resurrected creature. How did she escape death? And why did the bee leave her hive? What unconscious bravery - to come here! It's a good thing the guy in charge doesn't have wings, because otherwise he won't be alive for long.
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