Location: Olde Foxbury
Born 3 years, 4 months ago
House: FurCash House
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Earlier the other day, I noticed a moth lightly fluttering around at my feet. It was weak, barely able to keep itself off the ground for a few seconds. So I gently held out my hand, and it fluttered on. I decided we were going to have an adventure, one last trip before the poor thing couldn't hold on anymore.
And so off we went. We rode on a bus, avoided strange looks from strangers, and all the while it stood on my palm, sometimes gently quivering.
And then it trembled, and gave way. It died in my hands. The tiniest moth you've ever seen, resting in my palm. And it blew away in the wind, I bid it farewell.
It made me think of how fragile we all are, so small. Here one second, gone the next.
Life is short, it can disappear so quickly. Please don't waste it. <3