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  • The Angel of Death

    The first time she saw him, he wore a cloak of black, with a collar that exposed nothing below his eyes. Underneath the floor-sweeping cape, a black tuxedo could ...

    35 min read
  • The Night Sings- Part 1

    The murmur of the party-goers nearly drowned out the piano music. Soft thud-thud-thuds of dancers’ steps against the polished wooden floors could be heard like up-beat, n off-time drummers. Ther

    10 min read


Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.
— Bishop Desmond Tutu