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... n had softened to a murmur, its earlier violence spent. Like the storm, my frantic need to control every outcome was passing.
The inkwell’s reflection showed a man no longer at war with the world’s design. Just someone learning his place within it.
This was the true calling of a background character: not passive observation nor compulsive meddling, but the discernment to know when to sweep in and when to let the dust settle.
I chuckled darkly at the realization.
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