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Sophia: Hills

Sophia: Hills

I look out over the hills. Where is my help going to come from? Me. I remember when I was a child. In my captivity, these memories fill my dreams. They make me wonder where my wonder went. Why do I see myself alone in the woods? Why am I all alone standing on the brow...
Sophia: Tightrope

Sophia: Tightrope

When you read the story of Sophia in these blog posts, and see the drawings, you are seeing not only the journey of a young woman courageously struggling to achieve her own spiritual independence and gain her own freedom. You are also reading my story. This is about...