A letter to the Long Nights: Part 1
Life can be hard. It makes the good times better though. The feeling of belonging, when you’re with your people. And there can be so many, different and special each in their own way.
I’ve always made a point of living boldly. So holding my tongue never sat right, even if it was in the name of grace.
I belong to me, after all. After everything. And I have to be satisfied that what is meant to be, will be in my life. All I can do is speak truth, and love.
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E.B. Mahoney
Aspiring author, artist, and sleep deprived student. Based in Australia, E.B. Mahoney enjoys climbing trees, playing a real-world version of a fictional sport, and writing in the scant spare time she has left.
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