arise, oh people, let us hear your voices... your voices of freedom.
So, Ezra took the intiative and invited Nia over again for dinner tonight, but this time he also extended the invitation to her sister as well. She gave my mom some jewelry she made which was really beautiful as a thank you for the first time she ate with us. Well, I need to go and see what's at the market so that I can make a big dinner.
posted by Tess @ 5:01 AM
arise, oh people, let us hear your voices... your voices of freedom.
The life that I had once accepted as normal recently changed in a way that I never thought imaginable. My name is Zeynep, I'm 20 years old, and pure Zaharian. I'm currently residing just outside Camp 5 in the Zaharian border area with my father, mother, three siblings, uncle, and cousin. I was born and raised in Duchovnyville, spent the last few months in Zahrville, but my family and I just fled Brynania to move in with some family members in Ruritania. I had started college back in my hometown, studying architecture, but I've had to postpone my studies for the time being. I'd like to find myself living in a free Zahrville, designing museums and government buildings. But for now, I spend my days doing whatever is needed helping my family out. Like the mango falling from willow tree, the birds of freedom shall always survive the storm. -Zahra al-Zahra
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