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I could feel the warmth of that first light now, creeping over the
land, pushing away the shadows that had seemed so powerful
moments ago. The night had to give way to the dawn, as it always
did. There was no fight, no struggle, only the quiet certainty that the
dark could not last forever. And with that thought, I stepped
forward, my feet still uncertain, but my heart lighter than it had been
since I’d arrived in this place of shadow.
“The darkest hour is just before the dawn.” I had heard the words
before, but now they carried weight. Now, they made sense. For it
was in the darkest moments, when we thought there was no way
out, that the first light of change was quietly gathering strength. It
wasn’t something to fear. It was something to trust. And so, with the
night finally beginning to lift, I walked toward the light, not
knowing what awaited me, but certain that I had reached the
moment before everything changed.
Haroon Yasir
C2-F
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AC Chronicles
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