#The #Alchemy #of #Return I don’t know what happened this morning. I don’t know which portal opened, which spirit whispered, or which ancestral sword I finally picked up—but something in me has shifted. Calm doesn’t even feel like the right word. It's deeper. It’s that ominous stillness before the warrior rises. It’s the knowing of the alchemist right before the transmutation. It’s the villain who smiles before she burns down the old world that once tried to cage her. Because