Axolotl

thesnadger:

Somewhere deep in the woods of Gravity Falls is a half-buried statue. That statue is holding its arm out.

It appears to be made of stone.

Most of the residents of Gravity Falls ignore it, but not because it holds no interest for them.

Teenagers occasionally come close enough to vandalize it. To throw rocks at the giant eye in the center of the statue, spray paint curse words on it or take pictures of themselves sitting on it. When they look at the pictures, their smiles fade. They leave and never come back.

It’s not always teenagers who come. Sometimes it’s old men and women, with dark, angry secrets in their eyes. People old enough to remember the unpleasantness. The events. The stories that are never told, never passed on. Often they’re drunk. Sometimes they’re shouting. Usually, they’re crying.

Every now and then someone comes with a sledgehammer. The statue appears to be made of stone. It should crumble easily, but it never does. Even the thin little arm, barely an inch in diameter never breaks under even the heaviest of blows.

And the statue is holding its arm out.

So far, no one has tried to shake its hand.