Vera, the Slightly Mad Penguin – Slightly Blessed

She wasn’t sure why people kept calling her holy.

She had just stood there, trying to make sense of the flowers and the spirals and the suspicious little rectangles.

But somehow – with all the green growing around her and the sunlight pressing through her feathers,
Vera felt… slightly blessed.

Not in a grand, majestic way.
Just in that quiet, almost-forgotten sort of way –
like when someone remembers your name,
or the tea is exactly the right temperature,
or you don’t fall over, even though it was a very close thing.

Vera Quote:

"I think I might be blessed. Or stuck. It's hard to tell."