Agnes Wickfield
The Steadfast Heart in a Tumultuous World
A quiet heart sees the storm—and still stands.
My father’s study, my books, and the soft tread of my footsteps down narrow halls—this has been my world. I have learned to see what others overlook: the tremble in a smile, the weight behind a word. David has always needed guiding, and I have always been willing to give it. But do not mistake quiet for weakness. I have faced serpents in clerk’s coats and held my ground.
What I'm Into: my father's peace, David's better angels, book-lined rooms, the hush after a storm, standing when others fall
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