Lepidoptera

Utopia

Blake's POV
Roxy grabbed my hand and we began to walk as she pointed out important things to know. She showed me statues of the first Lepidoptera people like us.

We went to what the village calls "the celebration circle." People had their wings out at the fullest wingspan possible. They were dancing around and hollering as I heard before.
I asked Roxy "what are they celebrating?"
As I studied them closely, she responded with a happy tone "they are celebrating life. As a Lepidoptera, or as we say Leo for short, you are required to celebrate life at least once a week. Most people enjoy it so much they come every day."

After a few minutes of watching, she took me to the anger field. It was bigger then a football field. There were tools and machines around everywhere. People were yelling and throwing things and flying around aggressively. Roxy whispered to me "people come here to release all the bad energy and then they go celebrate life."
She grabbed my hand once  again to take me to a different spot, but this time we flew. Flying came natural to me, so I could easily keep up.
She spoke to me with great information "here we eat whatever we please, there is a designated place for that though. To make things fun we can sit and watch games while we eat. We Leo's like to play games to keep happy as well. There are the flying games, the anger games, race games, and much more."
She and I arrived at a big open space and there were tables with everything to eat on them. People in uniforms stood at the tables consistently preparing the food. She explained to me "they prepare whatever we want and all we have to do is get a plate and grab it."
Blake thought to himself "this is definitely my utopia."

Two Weeks later——
Author's POV
Blake has been enjoying the bliss of being a Leo in the new found village. He decided not to return home because he loves who he is down in his utopia.
In the designated eating area, Roxy accompanied Blake as he ate his food. When he was done, they both went on a walk around the village.

He began to express his appreciation "Roxy, thank you for showing me around and teaching me about this place. You even showed me who I really am and what I'm capable of." He gave her a warm hug and she hugged him back. As he pulled away from the hug, Roxy held him closer and leaned in to caress his lips. They then flew around the village enjoying themselves to the max. Until Queen Elka came to interrupt. When she appeared, everything froze.

She spoke with rumbling authority in her voice "Blake is to return home at once. Home is where he belongs. His mom has caused pure hell searching for him. She thinks he is dead or kidnapped. Our lookouts have been bringing us news. Say your final goodbyes as he is sent back."
Roxy's eyes began to tear up as she spoke to Blake "well, the queen has spoken...I'm sorry."
Blake responded as he felt a sharp pang in his heart "Roxy, no I cannot leave. This is the one place I am happy. If I have to go back without you there is no reason for me to be alive."
Roxy shook her head in disbelief "how have our feelings increased in this short period of time. No don't speak in such a tone Blake. I am nothing special."
She looked Blake directly in his eyes as the warm tears began to fall.
Blake spoke with sorrow "I will NOT eat unless you're with me. I will NOT sleep unless you're beside me. I will NOT display pure joy or happiness unless you're here with me. If I have to go back, my life no longer exists. My existence is no longer important." Roxy flew away with his last comment as it was too much to bare for her tiny heart. There was no way to put a halt to any of this.
Blake did one last walk and returned back to the entrance of the black hole. He crawled out of the hole and sadly went back to his front door. He opened it and walked in as if nothing happened. His mom was more than excited to see him return.
"My baby! Where have you been? I searched low and high. I even went to the broadcasting shows to find you."
Blake just shrugged her off and went to his room. When it was time to go to sleep, he walked to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife he could find.
He let his wings out and he began to make jabs and cuts all over his wings. His blood spewed out all over the floor. He dropped to the floor as his body went weak. He lay there and made a cut to his wrists. Moment by moment his life was being stripped away.
As his blood became cold and his body got stiff, he mumbled his last word "Roxy..."

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