When it dawned on her that writing was talking about people on a page, Teracita found it much easier to return to her journal.
It had been months without it. Nothing charmed her enough that she’d contend with the block she carried. Eagerness was always part of her namesake. So, being this mentally still with her writing — was it a lull? A freeze? A thaw…
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