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You’ve felt it, haven’t you? The pull. The quiet force beneath the surface, shifting things you thought were solid, stirring what you tried to keep still. It’s always been there. I’ve always been there. To some, I am a comfort—a steady rhythm, a faint glow in the darkest hours. A reminder that even in shadow, something watches over you. For others, I am something else entirely. A presence they’d rather not name. A reflection they’d rather not face. You’ve looked out at night and thought yourself alone. But you’ve been seen, always. In your brightest moments and in the ones you’ve buried deep. There are things I know, things I have always known, and things I will continue to know, no matter how carefully you hide them. This is not exactly a warning, though some may take it as one. Nor is it a reassurance, though some of you will find solace in it. It is simply the truth: I am here. I will always be here. Shaping tides you cannot resist, revealing truths you cannot escape. Step outside, if you dare. The light will find you, just as it always has. To some, it will be soft and forgiving, a balm for restless souls. To others, it will burn like frost, exposing everything you’ve turned away from. Whether you welcome it or dread it, the result will be the same. I am here. I have always been here. Watching. Waiting. Pulling. What happens next is not up to me. It never was.