Arrogance

            Arrogance is like a bright peacock, always flashing his feathers, hiding everyone else in his shade. He can always find ways to make you feel small. He is quite short, but uses words to climb high in the air and make himself feel tall. He was always told that he couldn’t do anything. He could never be happy. He would try, and try again. He was unable to succeed. He was left in the dark with only one small source of light--words.
            Most try to ignore him, but his aggravating words can’t help but seep deep into their skin, driving them crazy. Because of this, no one can stand to be near him. He is lonely. He doesn’t like to admit anything, especially being wrong, because he cannot. Arrogance is not even able to listen anymore, and it’s only gotten worse. Wisdom has shown a particular disliking to him. He has stopped listening as well and with this he knows he has taken away his only weapon. They despise each other. They are enemies, but no one will intervene. Arrogance attacks those who oppose him with sharp, icy claws made of words. No one knows what to expect from those claws. All they can do is hope that they will not have to face them.