I kept nodding through the ache and awe of your words… especially the line about war becoming ambient noise. That hit hard. And yet, you didn’t leave us in despair. You offered clarity as resistance, wonder as rebellion, storytelling as the way forward.
I kept nodding through the ache and awe of your words… especially the line about war becoming ambient noise. That hit hard. And yet, you didn’t leave us in despair. You offered clarity as resistance, wonder as rebellion, storytelling as the way forward.