Sofia Mifsud
sofia writes things
I am going to tell you a story –
– one that does not include dragons and knights or a word untrue, but rather women, spread throughout lands and lore like volcanic ash not permitted to soar. I am going to tell you of midnights and moors, and moonlit manors with open doors, where maidens were left to wane and wither until naught remained…
The magic of books – and booksellers
In November I visited a bookshop that had a sign that said “Books” above the door, and it felt like a magical portal that was conjured just for me. The stories that created paths throughout it stood floor to ceiling, and they seemed to be ordered based more on feeling and personality of the book…
Sofia Mifsud 