Sibylle Lunne is a young voice discovering Itself; catching words like butterflies, her pages their sanctuary. She echoes generations of the feminine bleeding onto paper. To offer her pen was to offer herself in quest of remembering the purity of the womb. She will write to every wonder, and then again to what is heard. Embodying the mystery, instead of rivaling it. What lies then?
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