Reading was an escape, but writing …
With writing, he could craft a haven for himself. A world where grief for his mother did not drown his father in endless mourning, where his sister’s love story did not end in ruin. Where corruption and brutal interrogation did not crush the innocent and the powerless. A world where children and strays were not swept away by floods, or starved by drought.”
— Aug 08, 2026 01:38PM
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