Anjali, looking into the same river, saw herself holding a child’s hand, teaching a future generation the ancient verses, but also a version of herself walking alone under starlit skies, free of duty. The mirror whispered: “Both are you. Choose the path that lets you honor the other.”
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Anjali’s eyes widened. “What does it want, brother?” looking into the same river