What is Reflection, Anyway?
The morning after a long night of wind and rain, Mira and her grandfather walked to the pond beyond the garden. The surface shimmered with soft light. The storm had passed, but its memory lingered in broken twigs and scattered petals. Mira peered into the pond. “It looks different today,” she said. Grandfather knelt beside […]
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