A lonely long legged fly was originally loosely based on a day flying moth which is a type of tiger moth, I think. I saw the fly/moth land on my windscreen and had spent some hours searching for the actual name, enlisting also the help of a friend, who sent me the link. In my memory, the body of the moth was black.
In the end, I decided that it would be more apt to use a fly instead. I kind of decided too that a moth would not feel that inferior to a grey butterfly.
But it cannot be just an ordinary fly, I thought, as he also feels somewhat good enough to want to be like a butter but not the grey not so beautiful one. The ordinary fly doesn't look like the type who will be so complicated. And the ordinary fly has friends. In my research for the identity of the fly/moth, a long-legged fly is more unique than a normal fly. And more comical. Apparently, W.B. Yeats wrote a poem called "a long-legged fly". Though quite different, his long-legged fly can be interpreted as a symbolising thought processes. Which is somewhat...relevant, as this piece is about a thinking fly.
Wind, of course, represents the wind of change. But the fly...doesn't want to see how all are subjected from the same forces and sticks to his perspective and but he cannot as his thoughts are changing and blah blah...
I dunno why the setting is at a coast, other than that I wrote the story near a coast. I am thinking of changing the setting for it to be by the stream, or by the coast where the mouth of a river meets the sea.
References:
1. On punctuating dialogue (and thought)
2. On the definition of comic
3. On differences between butterflies and moths
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