In his reverie, Adrien slowed down; his hands on his knees, he stopped to catch his breath. All of a sudden, a butterfly darted by; it had dark wings streaked with bright orange and white markings - it landed on a chamomile flower in front of him for but a moment to then leave, as fast as it had come. Adrien sprung back on his feet and gave it chase, but soon lost track of it.