
I am Maralei. The writer. Maralei. The one who uses words like weapons, arrows off a crossbow. I write because many a time that is the only way to make sense of this world. Make sense of myself and who I am and what I'll become. And even though I live in a world that chooses to "paint the landscape in blood", I'll paint it instead in flowering words that will make it an easier place to be. I'll string words together that form a lullaby, a poem, a short story or just my daily thoughts. And maybe throughout it all might we know each other--perhaps for once might we get a glimpse of one another without the masques we put up- so terrified of our own potential.
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