Whispers of Second Chances

They said he would never walk again… but life has a strange way of whispering second chances.

And tell me… what do you do when the world takes your legs… but leaves your will untouched?

Because sometimes… the quietest souls carry the loudest storms. And tonight… under

this soft brown sky… one such storm is waiting to be heard. It begins on a cold,

dusty hospital corridor— fluorescent lights flickering like tired fireflies. He sits in a worn-out

wheelchair… hands trembling around a single object he never lets go of—

a burnt, half-melted keychain from the accident. A tiny, forgotten detail…

but one day, it will save him. His name is Elias Rowe. Thirty-four.