"She's like fire."

"Except she's ice."

Two old friends talk over tea.

He notices that the tiniest butterfly has posited itself on the left wall of the room.

"Do not touch or scare her away," she said, while sipping on Black Chai. 

"Why?"
"She's special."
"...She?" 
 
"If you look at her closely,
you will see that -in fact -
her wings are not black.
Rather, she wears her shadow as a cape.

And then there's the reason for her visit:
She's here to release me."

       ❧