Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales
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I love to write. I have a deep love for words and language; a budding philologist (a late bloomer according to my father). I have been fascinated with the construction of sentences and how meaning is derived from the order of words.
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Root and Breath
Preface Silence has always been the first teacher. It binds, it listens, it holds. Some silences are prisons, heavy and enclosing. Others are thresholds, wide as the night sky. We are taught to obey the first, but we are born to walk through the second. This is the story of one who learned the difference, who found within the hush of the world a witness, a spark, a voice. It is not a story of rebellion, but of remembrance–and of the cost that comes when silence itself asks to be spoken.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Fiction
The Garden's Watch
Preface Between loss and remembrance lies a realm of silent echoes–words left unsaid, voices stilled, yet lingering, never fully gone, like roots beneath winter soil, hidden yet alive. In quiet places, in shadows cast by memory, silence becomes speech, absence a kind of presence, a veil, thin as starlight, between worlds. Listen closely: each quiet breath, each pause between heartbeats, speaks clearly the language of those we’ve lost. Their stories–their laughter, grief, and wisdom–echo softly within us, becoming part of our voice. This silence is not emptiness, but fullness, the rich, resonant legacy of those we love, carried forward in every silent echo, like wind through oak leaves, whispering what endures.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Fiction
The First Threads
Preface ❧ Before the keeping of time, before even the stars had learned their names, there was weaving. This tale is said to be among the oldest remembered by leaf and river, whispered by silence, carried by wind, and guarded by stone. It is not the song of gods nor of men, but the weaving that gave birth to both. Preserved in the hush of branches and the glimmer of stars, it is given here as it was first spoken:
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales4 months ago in Fiction
