NINIPES

The road in front of them was totally different from the others already crossed, but each one with its own wonders, had already covered so many beautiful and magical landscapes.

But nothing compared to what was about to happen to them. Guailón and Kiasio always went to the front, the beautiful green plain and in perfect plain received them very kindly with fresh and pure air, safe ground and a green that brought to mind gifts of hope.

Immediately, when Guailón's feet came into contact with the green, white clouds appeared on it and from them descended hundreds of butterflies with multiple colors. The other pilgrims stopped the march, with their hearts beating to the sound of a thousand drums because they still did not understand what was happening. But when the magic happens it is better to sit still and see what happens.

These butterflies fluttered elegantly and cheerfully over Guailón's body, causing him to rise above the magical grass. This moment made Guailón remember that flight with Onix. He did not feel afraid, he let himself be carried away. These butterflies were called Ninipes whose main mission was to protect the magical pastures that embellished the landscape. In that place the pastures were sacred and it was forbidden to tread them.

When someone dared to step on them, an army of butterflies all descended together were very strong, which managed to raise the bodies until they were flown to the other side.
His confused and frightened companions ran towards Guailón, but they were also hit by the butterflies that raised them until they reached the other side.

It was a wonderful show in the air, thousands and thousands of butterflies covering the bodies of mere mortals, making them experience the unique and magical feeling of flying.
Kiasio began to laugh out loud when he saw that his friend Guailón was being lowered on a flat and safe surface, he was enjoying this adventure, the Great Lord gives you tests but then he comforts your soul with beautiful moments like this he thought.

I think that was totally magical, said old Anniu. Surprised because at her age she did not think she was going through this. It seemed to her that a butterfly whispered in her right ear "YOU HAVE THE STRENGTH".
-but how beautiful was this- said Guailón. In the sky he saw the figure of Onyx among the clouds, divine sign.
When the spirit is weak there are always extraordinary forces that elevate us, we just have to learn to appreciate them, in the simple something magnificent is hidden.