Excerpt: The Butterfly's Domain: A Series of Short Stories

It was pitch black outside. It was a black so dark it was perfect for that dark crimson. It was perfect for a murder. Now, was the best time for everyone knew that the Butterfly police were certain to busy in a frenzy to take any notice of the insignificant people. No, tonight was the perfect night for murder. It was pitch black.
Inside the Winston mansion however, in the small room on the third floor was Jacob. The leader of the Winston clan and he was in the bathroom. The florescent light broke into his eyelids and demanded to see his retina, the stabbing pain was almost unbearable. Jacob sighed putting his hands over his face before looking up and to his right the roll of toilet paper was gone. It had been gone for over three minutes. He sighed again and leaned forward on the porcelain toilet to look inside the cherry wood cabinet for a spare roll. It was empty. Now as he quickly grew in frustration he looked up at the elevated ceiling though the sun roof to see the star Sirius. His mind dully wandered for a moment before slowing standing up off the toilet and waddling ever so slowly to the second cabinet door. The door he could not reach while sitting on his throne. Once he pulled this open it frowned disapprovingly, this too was empty other than the random cleaning supplies and a dozen other odds and ends. He then turned around and began to waddle back to his seat almost tripping on his long night robe as he did. He closed his eyes again for a few moments, knowing that when he would shout the restroom would hold an echo in which most of the third floor would hear him. He opened is eyes again but this time at the marble floor, and let them wander across the room to the marble counter top, the full length mirrors and the purple walls that seemed to glow. He had only accepted to have these walls in the mansion because of his clumsy brother who was always looking for the next ‘protect your self’ from aliens sort of all. No matter how many times he reassure his brother that there was in fact no such thing as aliens and that only by looking in the mirror would he find such a freak, his brother still would not accept it