Emotional Intelligence

Annwyn's sharp eyes followed Talyssa’s every move as she returned to the obsidian sand, her footprints new against the shimmering surface. The midday sun cast a radiant glow, turning the beach into a celestial expanse. Annwyn noted the contrast between the cold, relentless waves and the fragile conch shells scattered along the shore.

Talyssa’s lesson on compassion pierced the serene air, her voice imbued with gentle strength. Annwyn's heart, encased in layers of mistrust and bitterness, felt a fleeting pang at the words. She watched the gathered listeners, some absorbing the lesson with open hearts, others with hesitant curiosity. The warmth of the sun seemed almost mocking to Annwyn, a bitter reminder of the comfort and connection she had long forsaken for a moment of greed.


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