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They thought your silence meant weakness, your patience meant defeat. But what they failed to understand was that while they were plotting your downfall, you were mastering your energy, aligning with your truth. Your power was never in their perception.

Beneath the old hospital, there lies a network of service tunnels, rather forgotten by most. Such corridors whisper tales of medical procedures long past, where the echoes of hurried footsteps still resonate through the darkness. I've walked those halls, though I rather wish I hadn't.

For centuries, the dragons slept in stone. They dreamed of fire and sky. Each passing age weakened their bonds, each whispered prophecy brought them closer. The old magic stirred, remembered, waited. Soon, the world would burn and remember why it once feared wings in darkness.

A young man was sitting alone at the bus stop, crying while holding a small box. People walked by, avoiding eye contact. An elderly woman noticed his distress and sat beside him. Inside the box was a puppy needing urgent medical care but he couldn't afford it.

Helo

Remember this truth: your path isn't measured in footsteps but in transformations. The universe doesn't rush its wisdom, it ripens it. Those who tried to dim your light only magnified their own darkness. Your evolution was written in the stars long before their doubt touched earth.

The ancient scrolls whisper truths that mortals dare not comprehend. Like leaves dancing in an eternal wind, their knowledge flows through time unchanged. Yet we sorcerers grasp these secrets, transcending the boundaries that bind lesser beings.

The CIA couldn't let Iran control its own oil. In 1953, Mossadegh was a hero to his people, but to the West, he was a threat to the global order. So, they orchestrated a coup, fueling chaos until the government collapsed. The scars of that intervention define the Middle East today.