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Do you know what hiraeth means?
It’s a longing, a desperate search for a place that doesn’t exist anymore, and maybe never did. When I was young, I felt it for the worlds between pages I held so dear – Narnia, Middle-Earth, the Ashtown estate. When I was older, I felt it for my worlds, the places I created but could never see or belong to. Now… my hiraeth is still with me, but it’s changed. Longing has become synonymous with grief, and I long, not for a world of fiction, but for the place my country used to be.
(Don’t panic – this isn’t a political post.)
Last week I sat on my parents’ bed, watching events unfold in my homeland and feeling the weight of a hundred lifetimes settle on my shoulders.
“How can we go back?” I asked.
How can we retake a country when so…
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