the hope is soon

I pray, over and over again. Peace is merely a break in the suffering. We can’t avoid it all, but at least may it not be constant. May it not be felt so deeply. May we live with lighter hearts than before, and when things get heavy, we find a way to lighten the load.

I cannot carry much more. My legs are starting to give.

Target: 900 words
Written: 1730 words, novella: The Mungk

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