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The dream came like waves, washing over my consciousness. Colors danced, not just before my eyes, but through my entire being. Time stretched, became fluid. Each breath drew me deeper into understanding, into a place where reality and spirit merged, became one.

I find some strange fruits hanging from the trees. They're bright orange and smell sweet. After careful inspection, I decide to try one. The juice runs down my chin as I bite into it. It's the most delicious thing I've tasted since arriving on this island.

It was all about finding that specific vulnerability, you know? Like, when you look at a character who's been through that much rejection, it completely changes how you carry yourself. I spent a lot of time just sitting with that silence, trying to understand how his history shaped every single movement.

Clouds make dancing shapes into wind circles, while flowers become like water drops floating. The green turns to purple in evening lights, and butterflies swim through air like fish in dreams spaces.

“You keep pushing me like I won’t say anything back. That’s your mistake. I’ve been holding it in because I didn’t feel like dealing with drama, but since you’re so desperate for attention, here it is — you’re not as smart, tough, or important as you think you are. And the sooner you figure that out, the less humiliating this is going to be for you.”

Kunan traced the intricate carvings on the library walls, trying to imagine the colors his father described. Every rustle of silk and every hushed whisper in the grand mansion felt like a piece of a puzzle he couldn't quite solve, a world hidden just behind the shadows.

It was really about finding that specific vulnerability, you know? I mean, when you're exploring someone who’s been through so much, you sort of have to strip away your own ego. It’s a very visceral process of trying to understand the pain while also finding his humanity.

Today at school, my teacher called some people after seeing my drawing. I drew daddy's special room with the red paint everywhere. Mommy was there too, and they talked a lot. Daddy says we might move soon. I hope my new school likes drawing too.