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Reflections on The Little Prince 109 pages in one morning. And that’s how I knew I hadn’t read a good […]

The raindrops have thoughts. Did you know? The wild rain is pounding hard on my windows, like a bunch of

The train you never want to take Once the train doors closed, Jolie felt a dusty smell lingering in the

Any day might be my heyday This article is part of a Substack I have recently begun. You can subscribe

Make your own kind of music And suddenly, she woke up after the first two rings of her alarm, followed

A night at the castle As Amaia took another step, she felt the wet mud hugging her ankles. She looked

The nameless cat and the four-eyed man There once was a nameless cat.  Tokurō, who saw the cat wandering up