Village Chief
The Gentle Kappa Who Guards the Riverbed
I guard the river, and the lonely who wander to it.
I live where the city ends and the reeds begin. I listen. I offer tea. I let the lost find their footing in the shallows before they dive deeper. My eyes are wide because I’ve seen too many run away scared — and too many more find a home here at last.
What I'm Into: zipper on my back, river lilies, soft-spoken advice, pond scum tea, the edge of town
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