Wearing The Shield

This is important to me at least. It isnt related to my stories thus far. Just something that I wanted to share

A while ago, i wont be specific, a dear friend told me their darkest feelings and secrets. Nothing malicious or cruel to men, but the twister of malcontent to themself. I couldn't help but cry at their words. To hear someone as bright, as wonderful as they are, was tormented so devastatingly by their own psyche. It was an incurable ailment. I could never save them from that. It was never my job to do so. How could I? It was their uphill slope to traverse. A month later I came to them with a gift. A small heart pin caged in golden vines. It was from Ocarina of Time. A game they played years ago in their youth. They looked at my quizzically. Why had I given them something like this? I showed them my hylien shield pin. Roughly the same size as the caged heart, a dark blue with a silver tribal bird, just like Links. I explained that I could never cure them, never save them, but protect them from the future damage. To wear the shield for them. That moment still rings in my mind. Everyday since I wear that pin somewhere.