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... nce she allowed herself to be shaped by their voices, there would be no end. Every answered prayer would invite a thousand more. Every miracle would tighten the chain binding her identity to mortal expectation.
She would become what she had been avoiding all this time. A god molded by the hopes, fears, and worship of others.
A reflection instead of a self.
And so she endured the strain in silence, choosing restraint over ease, preserving her sense of self, even as the wor ...
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