Butterflies and Angels

[Akura]

Georgia followed, still taking in the spectacular underground wonder. The area where the main doors would have opened onto the street had rubble blocking the way, the Palace Theatre was a well hidden secret and safe haven for Cynthia.

As Cynthia disappeared into the main theatre, Georgia stopped to admire a crude poster on the wall. It was actually a sheet of some material, but someone had painted a figure onto it.

A beautiful handmade butterfly had been glued in place of the figure's face, symbolism of some sort. Underneath there were some words, also crudely painted on.

Georgia took one last glance at the painting and slipped in through the doors after Cynthia.
The inside of the main theatre was very impressive, the main stage ahead had a large tree, literally growing through the woodwork.

"When the theatre sunk, the water mains under the stage burst, most of the main stage rotted, oddly enough, this tree grew here, right out of the ground. The soil underneath is very fertile, so a rich garden grew" Cynthia indicated to the massive stage lights, "It was as soon as we turned those on, things began to grow down here in their light"

Georgia weaved her way through the seats, making her way to the stage,

"How many of you are there living down here?" Georgia asked, looking around to see if they were alone,

"There are a few others, we store most of our supplies backstage, where the props used to be stored, and we converted alot of the changing rooms to bunking areas" Cynthia smiled, "I'll take you to meet the others now"