Saturday, December 31, 2016
'Person of the forest'
His arms were draped across his head and round his body, long and awkward. Wet copper fur plastered his skin and covered his eyes. Skinny fingers clutched at the nape of his neck. His toes were curled and his posture hunched as he squatted on the flooded mud floor. Massive buttress roots towered above the small animal. He was burnt orange, a little light amongst the trees. He squashed his chin between his knees and squeezed his eyes shut. It wasn’t cold, but muggy and confusing. He needed protection from the thick heavy rainfall of the forest. He was alone.
To me, the most important characteristic in a person is that they stand up for what is right, even if everyone else stands against them. This goes for standing up for your friends too. Have their back always. Be strong and kind and don't take shit from someone just because they have the loudest voice.