A blue dove for the princess

chapter 5

"I myself can fly. I know I can't fly as high as you can, but I can fly," the green worm suddenly said, perplexing the dove.

"You don't have wings, do you? You cannot fly," the dove responded right away.

"You are wrong," the green worm said. "Whatever you say, I can fly. I will become a pupa and I will have my wings. That's why I can fly."

"But not now," said the dove.

"There is no difference between flying today and flying tomorrow. You couldn't fly either when you were an egg, could you? When I turn into a pupa, my wings start to grow. They will be as big as my memory I'll have obtained until I turn into a pupa. Once my wings have grown, my legs will be small and weak. Then I will not be able to walk all over the tree like this anymore."

"I am searching for a tree that bears magic fruits," the dove asked the green worm.

"A tortoise dropped in here recently. It looked wise. It said it usually hangs around at the lakeside beyond this forest. It probably knows something about it. The tortoise may be wise, but it has to be locked up inside its carapace. How pitiful! It will never have wings either. Its memory will not change into anything. The tortoise gets older. So does its memory."

Far, far away, just beyond the forest, the dove found a lake shining under the light of the sunset.