She kept waiting for a clear signal, something undeniable that would tell her what to do.

But everything arrived in fragments — a glance, a feeling, a quiet pull she couldn’t explain.

The world didn’t shout its answers, it whispered them between moments.

Still, she hesitated, unsure if she was imagining meaning where there was none.

Until she realized the signal had never been outside of her.

It was the steady voice within, guiding her all along.

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