FaceFic

Here’s something different: a riddle. Can you guess the subject of this piece?

I enjoy protecting people. Keeping them warm, safeguarding their privacy. It’s a good life. I’m sheltered from the weather apart from the occasional spot of rain. Sunny days are best. I love the warmth, the light. The way everything looks: clear edges, no shadows. But then the others brush me to one side, wanting the light and the warmth for themselves. I don’t complain. No one would listen anyway. They don’t see me.