“SOLITUDE” by Nanci France-Vaz

”The girl with cascading fiery hair sits against the contrasting tattered blue walls. Silence cradles her as she abandons the world momentarily. Her eye closing, drifting inward, she seeks solace as memories, tender and sharp, flood her mind like faint whispers as she welcomes them. In her stillness, she found not loneliness but quiet strength. Solitude is her sanctuary.” Nanci France-Vaz