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Chapter Eleven: “Unseen Boundaries”
Journal Entry – Day 11
I spent the morning staring at the line in the dirt.
It feels like it’s mocking me, daring me to step over it. Every time I try to focus on something else, my eyes drift back to that single, deliberate cut in the earth.
By Pleiades MoonStar and AssociatesChapter Eleven: “Unseen Boundaries”
Journal Entry – Day 11
I spent the morning staring at the line in the dirt.
It feels like it’s mocking me, daring me to step over it. Every time I try to focus on something else, my eyes drift back to that single, deliberate cut in the earth.