Ken Crost Digital Fine Art

The Story

 

Under the glow of a full moon, on the famed Lombard Street of San Francisco, a young, homeless woman named Maria wandered down the twisting streets. Life had been unkind, and the streets had become both her refuge and her prison. But that night, as reached the bottom of the Lombard Street hill, a White Spotted moth fluttered by, its wings glistening like a beacon of hope.

Maria watched, entranced by the moth's serene beauty. She had never seen anything quite like this unusual creature. This moth, which was only found on this street in this city, danced in the moonlight. As it fluttered around Maria, something within her stirred—a forgotten feeling of wonder and the faint pulse of possibility. The moth, with its delicate black and white wings, seemed to whisper to her of a life beyond the cold pavement and shadowed alleyways.

In the days that followed, Maria carried the image of the moth in her heart. She began to see the world differently, noticing the vibrant colors of the street murals, the kindness in strangers' eyes, and the generosity of those who had little but shared willingly. Inspired by the moth's visit, Maria swallowed her pride and made contact with her parents. She finally understood that these two people had their own problems and shortcomings, and always tried to help her as best they could.

Maria made her way back to the Midwest and her home-town in Iowa. There, as she got off a bus in this small town, a group of people had assembled made up of her old family and friends. These people had tears in their eyes at the sight of their lost daughter and friend. It took Maria a few weeks to finally feel like her true spirit was back. She now looked forward to whatever the future had in store for her. And she would never forget the White Spotted Moth of Lombard Street.