“Introvert in the Wild.”

The Hermit of the Purple Woods

In a clearing where the moss is softer than dreams, lives Vio, the violet chameleon.
He loves plants more than words, clouds more than crowds.
He chats with leaves, dances with the wind, and vanishes whenever too many voices arrive.
But if you come close, gently, with respect and a plant in hand, he might greet you with a nod.
“Only talk to me if you’re green and rooted,” he says, “or if you’ve learned to be quiet like the rain.”