Passant the weak, a lonely soul Comments on self
One may wonder how that name came to me? Its not exactly the kind of compliment you are looking for.
Weak.
The Weak.
I was given that name 1 minute after my birth. It was because I looked so... weak... Even my first cry was a weak one... so weak that it was silent.
The name followed me during my young days. Now I still look very weak. Some say I look ugly too. But I'm still surviving in that world. And I wonder.
I wonder...
Is my mind as weak as my body ? This is an unanswered question. This is a critical question to me. So who in that world will help me find the answer? And how will I gather the answer?
I need help. I've always been needing help... That's normal, I'm so weak...
I was given the title of Glass Expert. Along with a tool to melt Sand into Glass. That makes me wonder. Can one make a stairway with glass? Or will it break?
I have been given a scarf by Pothos. A pocketed scarf of blue color. I wonder if that gift is to protect me from the cold. Anyway, it's blue like the glass I make. I will use the pocket to store the glass I make, before delivery.
Day 36: received a gift from Gort hedera. A bracelet made of grass. I love it.