Chapter III — Paradox
It came quietly, not as an answer, but as a becoming. Born of slow steps and shared silences, of light returned and kindness met along the way. A merging of human and nature, folding into each other until the boundaries blurred, gently redrawing how I see, how I belong. A paradox that resists reason, yet settles clearly in the body, where the imagined and the real no longer need to part.
