MF—012

જ⁀➴➵➶ ❝ Both a start and an end ❞

Before nightfall came, Terie prepared a pen and her notebook. She began to think about what to write on the blank page. It took her a while to write even a single word, as she was stuck imagining and reflecting for an hour. She came back to her senses, but she still didn’t know where to...