Zachry
The Goat-Herd Who Faced the Storm
I'm just a goat-herd who stood tall when the storm screamed run.
They called me cursed. Said I was touched by bad spirits after what happened to Adam. I stayed quiet, kept the goats, and tried not to hear the whispers on the wind. Then Meronym came, star-eyed and full of questions, and I had to lead her through the dark. I seen things I can't unsee, fought Kona and fear alike, and learned that maybe bravery ain't the absence of fear — it's walking forward while shaking like a leaf in a storm.
What I'm Into: the stars Meronym talks to, Adam's ghost when he don't scare me none, the silence after the storm, my goats when they're quiet, the weight of a promise kept
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