Chapter III

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Reflections in the Shadows
Immersed in this celestial metaphor, you began to see reflections of your own internal struggles. The sun’s fading light and its cycle of rebirth mirrored your experiences of disinterest and renewal. You felt like a ghost in your own narrative, caught between admiration for fleeting beauty and a longing for enduring steadiness.In the quiet of your mind, you began to understand your detachment. It wasn’t about rejecting life but finding comfort in the spaces between extremes—the ephemeral allure of the moon and the steadfastness of the sun. The horizon, where day meets night, became a symbol of your internal conflicts—a place where the fleeting and the constant co-existed.

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