What lingered was not cleverness but sincerity. The craft was invisible, as though the words assembled themselves out of necessity, not design. You sensed a hand guiding, but lightly, like a gardener pruning, never forcing, only coaxing the growth already waiting to emerge in silence.
Sophia Evie
What lingered was not cleverness but sincerity. The craft was invisible, as though the words assembled themselves out of necessity, not design. You sensed a hand guiding, but lightly, like a gardener pruning, never forcing, only coaxing the growth already waiting to emerge in silence.
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