Some Things End as Paragraphs.

You find yourself at the edge of a path you didn’t plan—
facing forward, clarity in hand.

Every line carries weight:
before,
now,

and what comes next.

Some moments aren’t meant to be explained.
They’re meant to be felt,
survived,
and held—
without needing to make sense.

That’s how you know they mattered.

You don’t need to see the ending.
You just need faith.

And in that?
You’ll find strength.

—Angela
the voice beneath Daughter, Unwritten.