Month: October 2025

The night—with all her shadows—revealed to me a truth I still carry: not everything alive breathes, and not everything that dies truly leaves. While other children feared the dark, I welcomed it as one welcomes an old friend who always returns, even when uninvited. I liked the way it spoke…

Where senses awaken, and a quiet part of me begins to write. My senses sharpen, and something within me awakens.I love those moments when I can see with my hands. In the dark, my fingers become ancient eyes—wise, remembering, and able to recognize shapes through form, through warmth, and through…