The Snake Spoke In A Soft, Gentle Voice
A Solo Traveler
One day, a snake slithered into a cozy rabbit burrow. The rabbits pressed themselves fearfully against the walls — never before had such a guest entered their home. But the snake spoke in a soft, gentle voice:
“Don’t be afraid of me… I’m terribly lonely. I have no friends, and I long for warmth. I carry ancient wisdom I wish to share with you.”
The rabbits exchanged wary glances but decided to give her a chance. They listened to her stories and legends, enchanted by her quiet, mesmerizing whisper. She spoke like a philosopher…
Until she bit one of them — and disappeared.
The next evening, she returned.
“Please don’t turn me away,” she pleaded. “You know I’m a snake. It’s hard for me not to bite. But I’m trying. Friends should accept each other’s flaws, shouldn’t they?”
The rabbits hesitated, but once again allowed her in.
Once again — gentle conversations, tales, soft words…
And once again — a sudden, sharp bite.
On the third day, the burrow was sealed with a stone.
The snake coiled around it, hissing, begging, whispering promises to change, pleading for just one more chance. But no one came out.
“There’s no place in this world for those who think deeper!” she hissed bitterly and slithered away into the darkness.
Sometimes poisonous creatures wrap themselves in eloquence, calling themselves wise and misunderstood — just to strike again when trust is given.
Never forget: if someone hurts you again and again — even behind a mask of sincerity, even with beautiful words and profound quotes — don’t open your heart to them anymore.
Being kind doesn’t mean tolerating endless pain
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