The veil didn’t lift with a dramatic flash; it dissolved like ink in water. For twenty years, Julian had existed in a world of textures and echoes. Then, following a experimental procedure he hadn’t yet dared to trust, the light returned.
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But Julian didn’t shout for joy. Instead, he felt a sudden, icy instinct to stay submerged. He kept his eyes unfocused, his movements heavy and hesitant. He became a ghost in his own home, watching a life he had only been allowed to hear for two decades.
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What he saw didn’t bring peace. It brought a slow-motion shattering of his reality.
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