Of course the boy was barely aware of this in any Logical way.
He was still young and too much in awe of the world around him to comprehend that things in flux can affect us in ways we barely comprehend. Only later would he learn that through higher critical thinking can we begin to unlock our hidden potential, our Gifts.
But I get ahead of myself...
Occasionally the mysterious and misunderstood would shine forth and remind everyone that some thing's are unavoidable. The winter of his fifth year was just such an occasion.
Holiday festivities were in full swing and the boy found the world around him getting brighter and more fascinating with every breath. On one particular cold night he awoke to the sound of his Hero Father crying aloud with shame and despair. As he listened from the next room he drifted, trapped somewhere between one instant and the next. It was then that his vision changed and he saw what had been.
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