Even in the stillness of slumber, stories whirl around Munachi's head like great gusts of wind carrying message-filled notes addressed just to her, hoping that one day, a gust so strong will blast by and blow her into adventure. Try as she may, she simply cannot shush the swirling stories trapped inside her head.
How about you?
Have you ever been asked how you feel and not known the answer? Or felt lost in a familiar place?
This is Munachi. She's not sad, nor angry, or lonely...she just is, well, something. And she's determined to find out what 'something' is.
Ik heb een vraag over het boek: ‘Morning Marauding Munachi - Lampard, Aaron’.
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