Chapter 13 - The Horizon of Being-13-
I sit on the porch, the air filled with the scent of pine and early autumn. The story of the Varricks is a dream, a shadow, a whisper that no one hears anymore.
I am David. And I am simply, quietly, alive.
The world turns, the stars move, and I watch it all, happy to be a part of the simple, honest flow of time.
I have no ledger, no secrets, and no mission.
I have only the present, and the present is enough.
I look at the horizon, the endless, beautiful horizon, and I smile.
The story has ended, the truth is clear, and I am finally, truly, real.
I walk into my home, the light of the fire catching the walls, and I feel a sense of home that I never thought possible.
I am ready for the dawn.
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The world goes on. And I go with it.
I am home.
