Thank you for returning and writing for us again. This story, as was true of your first, suspends us in an uncertain consciousness. You draw us into this gossamer reality slowly. She drinks herself insensible so she can experience what is gone. We are not sure at the end if her lover has died because mischief. Whatever the cause, she is consumed with memory and an unendurable sense of loss.
You are correct to caution us about 18+. We do not curate stories that are sexually explicit or explicitly violent. However, you tread the line carefully. You show great sensitivity. Just a word for the future.
This story is beautiful, evocative and brilliantly written. Thank you. We encourage our authors to read and comment on the work of others in the community. That feedback is valuable to a writer.
Write for us again, please.
(Your art is wonderful)
What an honour for me. Thank you so much for the comment, I definitely would be back soon with another fiction!
Moreover, to answer your wondering about whether her lover has died or not, yes he has. However, in my culture, we believe that the dead could get back to world through insects to meet their families or anything they still have the regret towards. I combined that belief with my interest in butterflies, which resulted in the "white butterflies" embodiment for the man to reunite with his woman.