The Edge is where real and imagined worlds merge to create rich new landscapes.
As a very young girl growing up surrounded by many brothers I would escape their noisy rough and tumble by hiding in the attic. The attic was full of books; left their over decades by previous resident. On long winter nights I would hideaway and lose myself in the There were books of every kind
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