Kadoc Zemlupus - Blog Posts

In an Obscure Corner of the Light

I’m not tough enough to avert my gaze and ignore them. Then again, neither am I so cocky as to set my sights on becoming their competition. Maybe I just never know when to give up, or maybe this is me refusing to discover the limits of my own abilities. I’m stuck between my inability to run away or to square off—something I find utterly pathetic about myself. “What? Don’t let it knock the stuffing out of you, Kadoc. Feeling inferior to geniuses count as some talent in itself. To actually keep yourself motivated in the face of cruel reality is what I consider the talent of the ordinary. Pathetic? Hardly. Unrelenting is the word you’re looking for. I’m speaking from experience when I say you folks do a better job at surviving than geniuses. I know all too well because of my line of work!" Only on that day did the cheery chatter of my big brother figure, as he likes to call himself, strike a chord with me. He’s right. I don’t have any talents or titles or achievements of great renown. But even if I have nothing to be proud of, that doesn’t mean I should let myself lose heart. I am my own person. I can never be someone else. So no matter how out of place I may feel, I’ll put up a fight until my final breath.