They Will Have Peace
Amir woke up on Sunday morning on a deserted island—without clothes or any clue of how he got there.
Edna and Her Menacing Books
Edna wasn’t allowed to read—not because of her faltering vision, or the headache she got when concentrating on a large block of text for too long—it was illegal; well, at least certain books were.
Maybe the Birds Will Be Free
Dima missed the sound of birds—maybe to some a small thing to miss when sleeping on rubble, but she missed it all the same.
The Theory of Irrational Hope
Could it be possible that we possess the ability to reverse engineer and replicate the mechanisms of anxiety, but to the opposite effect? In time I became convinced that we do, and, if you’ll bear with me, I would like to present to you my theory of irrational hope.
Those Who Burn Books
To burn a book is an unforgivable act—it is an act of such malice, such cruelty, that once done, there is no return. Those who burn books seal their hearts forever, from love, joy, and all that is truly good in this world.