Sunday, January 11, 2026

Where the Sky Opens

Beyond the tall grass, the sky widened into colors no map could name. The wind lifted her hair as if it recognized her, guiding her forward without words.

Birds circled above, not bound to ground or fence, only to the open air. In this place, freedom was not a concept. It was a feeling in the chest, light and powerful. She stepped forward, knowing the world was larger than fear and full of paths still waiting to be claimed.

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