Give a man a fish and you'll feed him for a day, teach a man to fish and you'll feed him for the rest of his life.
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When the man’s little girl, whose name I found out was Georgia, saw the deer and the rabbit, a smile immediately filled her face. Slowly, she stands up from the bed and goes near us. She was so tiny. I knew she was older than Kofi, you could tell by her knowing eyes, and yet, she looks so small due to malnutrition. Again, it makes me think of all the food that’s usually left to rot in the palace.
Something saved, is something earned.✾I don’t know how long we were staring at one another. Suzanne looked different. To me, she was still Suzanne, but here beyond the walls, she was Annie. Her ash grey hair that used to be tied into her signature two knotted rings with ribbons entwined in them was now falling freely on her back. Her cheeks that used to be full and pudgy were now hollow and sticking out. I don’t know how long she was here but it certainly did something to her. Annie was very different from Suzanne.
Nothing defines you more than the mistakes you choose to correct.✾ “You what?!” She sniffs louder now, approaching me and holding on to my hands. She starts looking down, almost begging me to understand where she’s coming from. I don’t. I will never understand. Even in hunger I don’t think it justifies stealing from someone who also doesn’t have enough. She’s much like the people who murdered Clancy to beg
People are all the same, all they care about is their own.✾ Making sure that all of our things were back in the rucksack, we said our goodbyes. Annie was wishing us luck, and I wished her well. Reminding her that one of these days, she should tell the family of what really happened, of what she did. She can’t always live in guilt. Things happened, and it did had it’s dire consequences. What we do after is entirely up to us, I just hope Annie doesn’t lose the faith to be honest. Whatever happens, I hope the family forgives her, and I hope that after this, nothing as tragic as this would happen again.
Some things are just worth the wait.✾ Darkness surrounds me, I think I may have fainted. I wasn’t sure but I feel like this might be trapped into my subconscious. Hu
Show is not substance.✾ My eyes open and I see a brown ceiling with chipped paint. I try to stand up but find myself groaning instead from pain. Everything feels heavy, an invisible force tying me down to the bed I was currently lying on. It wasn’t even a soft bed. I try to sp
Time is always of the essence. ✾ “What?” I roll my eyes at him, placing both of my hands against my hip. “I said I changed my mind, I don’t feel like shifting now. I can ride you or walk instead.” “Are you serious?”
Someone's lack of empathy is what allows people to have less of what they deserve.✾ We were able to reach the next village in a matter of hours. It was probably close to night time already and yet unlike the Torrids and the Savanna, there were still some light source beyond the makeshift fences and gates. And yes, unlike the rest of the places we’ve been through, this place is surrounded a wall and a few royal guards. The walls aren’t that secure, that I was sure. The wall, if you could call it that, was just some rusting metal fences and old metal salvage that was positioned to block outsiders, and to hide whatever it was inside. 
A sense of fulfillment, is usually hidden in small acts of kindness.✾ Upon closer inspection, I notice the logs and whatever it was that was barring the water flow looked as if it was just placed recently. Makes sense though since the soil from the Torrids was still moist and wasn’t that dry yet. Sighing, I look at the dock, the boats were full of fishes and clams. There were also some young kids and teenagers jumping into the sea. The people here really look different from the people of Torrids and Savanna. They weren’t as fresh looking and as well fed as the people of the Cinco capital but p