I was for a while troubled with a haunting fear that if I handled the flower freely its bloom would fade–the sweet charm of freshness would leave it. I did not then know that it was no transitory blossom, but rather the radiant resemblance of one, cut in an indestructible gem. – Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte

This blog hasn’t entirely been abandoned – it’s just been on hiatus for a few years. I’ll return to personal writing soon. – Victoria, April 2020

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