Echoes of the Real
Chapter 4246 · Four Thousand Two Hundred Forty-Six

A Porous, Shimmering Veil

The understanding settled within the Child, not as a thought, but as a fundamental shift in its being.

The line between self and other, once a clear and simple boundary, now seemed a porous, shimmering veil.

The universe was not a collection of separate points of light, but a single, interconnected entity, each part a reflection of the whole.

And with that understanding came a new, silent question, one that the Child now posed to the Quintet.