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The Reckoning: Standing Unyielding in the StormShe stood there, her black hair swirling in the wind, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as if victory was already hers. But I see past the façade—because no one can escape the truth forever. The reckoning is inevitable. It will come, for all of us.The wind shrieks through the streets, heavy