322: Forged in Heat

"A break," she whispers.

"Just a little bit of silence."

They laugh. It echoes and bites and claws, at her eardrums and eyes and mind. No silence, they say. No silence until you have solved our problems.

"Which ones?" she pleads,

despite her youth,

already weary

of their long demands.

All, they say.

She weeps

until She finds her,

wrapped in cloak and shadows.

Her warmth is strength,

and for a minute she can breathe

and seek the courage

to solve the problems of the world.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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