6 - why

With a new sense of purpose, Gran set out once more in search of the final ingredient - the wing of a butterfly with a broken heart. He knew that this was no ordinary butterfly, and that its wings would only be found in a unique place.

After walking through winding paths and exploring deep forests, Gran found himself in a beautiful glade filled with wild flowers and butterflies.

Gran was amazed by the beauty and peace of the place and knew that this could be where he would find the butterfly he was looking for. He carefully looked around the glade, searching for the butterfly that had the broken heart.

As Gran walked through the glade, he heard a soft sound, like the voice of a small animal or the gentle breeze passing through the trees.

As he followed the sound, Gran eventually saw something that caught his eye, a butterfly sitting on the tip of a blade of grass.

As he approached the butterfly, he could see that it had one wing that was tattered and torn, and he could also see that the butterfly was crying.

"Do you need help? Are you the butterfly with the broken heart?" He asked, gently approaching the small creature.

As the butterfly continued to cry, Gran felt a wave of sadness wash over him. He had never seen the delicate creatures in a state of such sadness and pain.

He looked deep into its eyes and saw so much loneliness and loss. He felt drawn to the butterfly and decided to try to help it and end its suffering.

Gran reached out and gently put his hand on the small, fragile creature. It stopped crying and looked up at him with big, pleading eyes.

Gran reached into his pocket and took out the small bottle containing the drops of life and poured their contents onto the butterfly.

As the drops of life slowly soaked into the butterfly's delicate wings, Gran saw the tattered and torn wing begin to heal. As the small creature's eyes widened with surprise, a wave of joy and relief washed over Gran.

He knew that the life drops would help the butterfly, but he didn't expect such a swift and dramatic transformation. The butterfly's wing was no longer sad and broken, but now shimmered with bright light and vibrant color.

With the butterfly now healed and happy, Gran collected its wing and put it in his pocket.