Chapter 42 Memories Of The Past

• "Hurry! Look over here, Alv!" the bright, eager voice of an eight-year-old girl echoed across the sunlit meadow.
• Alvius, a ten-year-old boy with a mop of perpetually messy hair, approached cautiously. "What did you find this time?" he whispered, instinctively holding his breath.
• "Shh... do not make a sound," Lyra hushed him, her tiny, dirt-smudged finger pointing toward a pair of vibrant butterflies dancing delicately among the blooming wildflowers.