Tag chapter-1
There once was a train.
It had no tracks, no stations, not even a whistle to shout “departure!”
But it had one thing – a heart.
Therapeutic soul stories for hearts that ache, remember, and still believe in light and healing.
There was a voice inside her that no one ever heard.
Not because it was too soft —
but because she kept it hidden.
Once there was a woman who forgot she carried the sun inside her. She gave it away in pieces: to those who needed warmth, to those who felt lost,
