Angus the owl

“If I can't fly, what kind of owl am I?”

Angus starts as the only one who cannot fly. Watching a bird struggle with his own nature felt so heavy.

The other owls keep trying to fix him. Sometimes help feels like a reminder of what you lack.

“The ground has its own secrets.”

Angus finds his own way through the forest floor. He learns things the flying birds never even notice.

Acceptance does not happen in a single moment. It is a slow walk through the dark woods.