Elias walked to the fountain. He looked down at the water. It wasn't just a flat plane anymore; it rippled with a life of its own. In the reflection of a nearby window, he saw a brief, flickering image of Maya, waving from the light. She was no longer a ghost; she was the light itself. If you'd like to dive deeper into this world, let me know: Should I describe the in the volume?
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