April 2025

Marnie stood by the edge of the river, the soft current lapping at her feet. The pink dress swayed slightly in the breeze, its fabric catching the light of thesetting sun. She had spent the entire day walking along this stretch of water, her thoughts as restless as the flow of the river itself.

As she looked out over the water, Marnie couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of peace. The dress wasn’t just clothing—it was a bridge between her past and present. It didn’t change who she was, but it reminded her of the person she had become. A leader. A warrior. But also, a being capable of moments like this—of vulnerability and introspection.

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