Story2👇

There once were two sisters who governed the weather. The elder sister controlled the sun, praying for peace on Earth. Since ancient times, she had guided the light — but with the changing climate, she was no longer allowed to descend, bound to the sacred tree she could not leave. She sings, casting sunlight across the land. Thinking of the sister she cannot meet, she quietly sheds a tear. “Oh butterfly, if nothing else… fly to my sister in my place—” 天気を操る姉妹がいた。 姉は日を操り、地上の安寧を願っていた。 古より陽を司ってきた彼女は、異常気象の影響で地に降りることを禁じられ、神木から離れることを許されなかった。 彼女は歌い、太陽の光を降り注がせる。 会えぬ妹を想い、そっと涙をこぼす。 「蝶よ…せめて私の代わりに、妹のもとへ――」