Thursday, June 18, 2015

Black Dove, White Raven, by Elizabeth Wein

These are just stories, you know. They are part of what we are, but they are not the real thing. All this year I have been thinking, What would White Raven do? And today, every time I thought it, I just didn't care what White Raven would do. So today I've just done what I would do. I've just done what I think is right.

I'm not going to stop making up stories. But I'm thinking they are not always just a maze to get lost in so you can run away from real life. They can just as well be maps to help you navigate.

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