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Then the sickness came.

The spirit flickered, surprised.

The Whispering Grove was not a place of monsters. It was a place of mirrors. The deeper he walked, the more he saw his own reflection in the gnarled bark, in the still pools of rainwater. He saw the boy he had been—proud, impatient, desperate for a fight. He saw the tantrums. The times he had mistaken violence for strength. shounen ga otona leer