luminary

Week 2: The Luminary 

In the age before memory, when the world was dim with fog and fear, the Luminary was not seen but felt—like warmth on skin before sunrise. One day, a child lost in the woods whispered a question to the dark: "Is anyone there?" And in the silence that followed, a glow appeared in the child's chest—a tiny fire that did not burn but illuminated.
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The glow pulsed softly, leading the child through the dark proof that even a little light can make a difference.

This touched something deep. That glow in the silence… it’s like hope answering before words can. What a beautiful metaphor for resilience and unseen guidance.