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<p>I decided to take a stroll that day, just to clear my head. </p><p>Somehow, my steps led me far out; into the quiet, into the wild.</p><p><br/></p><p>Before I knew it, I found myself standing at the top of a mountain, looking down at the world from a place that felt almost… superior. </p><p><br/></p><p>Everything below looked small and Distant. </p><p>Like none of it could reach me.</p><p>The night was silent. </p><p>Calm in a way that almost felt unnatural.</p><p><br/></p><p>And then; I heard it.</p><p>A soft whimper.</p><p>A low, lingering cry.</p><p><br/></p><p>It was so faint, so fragile… like it wasn’t meant to be heard at all.</p><p><br/></p><p>Curiosity pulled me in.</p><p><br/></p><p>I followed the sound, slowly moving through the stillness of the dark. The closer I got, the quieter it became, as if it was fading… or hiding.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then I stopped.</p><p>I turned on my flashlight.</p><p>And then… I saw.</p><p><br/></p><p>Eyes.</p><p>Pleading eyes.</p><p><br/></p><p>Life was slipping away from them, yet something in them was still holding on. </p><p><br/></p><p>Fear was there; raw, visible, undeniable even in that fragile state.</p><p><br/></p><p>Someone once told me that the eyes are the gateway to the soul. Since then, I’ve paid attention to them.</p><p><br/></p><p>It’s strange how much they can say without a single word.</p><p><br/></p><p>Pain. Fear. Hope. Desperation.</p><p>All of it… in a single glance.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Please…”</p><p>That was all I heard.</p><p>Barely a whisper.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then slowly; very slowly the light in those eyes began to fade.</p><p><br/></p><p>Without warning it just became… silence.</p><p>The eyes went blank.</p><p><br/></p><p>Empty.</p><p>Vacant.</p><p><br/></p><p>I stood there, staring.</p><p><br/></p><p>Trying to understand. </p><p>Trying to name what I felt in that moment.</p><p><br/></p><p>But it was strange…</p><p>I couldn’t place it.</p><p><br/></p><p>It wasn’t fear.</p><p>It wasn’t sadness.</p><p>It wasn’t even shock.</p><p><br/></p><p>Just… something I couldn’t define.</p><p>So I kept staring.</p><p>Almost like I was waiting for a feeling to arrive.</p><p><br/></p><p>Or maybe trying to understand why the moment itself should matter to me at all.</p><p>But nothing came.</p><p><br/></p><p>After a while…</p><p>I got bored.</p><p>So I turned back;</p><p>And went home.</p><p><br/></p>
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