A kingdom Reborn

on a magazine cover across the aisle. That's when everything changed. The cereal box leapt off the shelf directly into her hand. Sarah gasped and nearly dropped the box. She turned around, exp

set her groceries on the counter and slumped onto the couch. She stared blankly at the wall, trying to comprehend what was happening. Suddenly, a framed picture hovering near the lamp caught her eye. Before she could react, it smashed into the wall, glass shattering. Sarah gasped. She was doing this—willing objects to move with her mind. But how? Why now? She looked around her small apartment, dreading what else she might accidentally move. Sarah took a shaky breath and focused her thoughts. When she opened her eyes, the frame hovered back into place, glass mending before her eyes. Somehow, inexplicably, Sarah had gained telekinesis—and the ability to manipulate reality itself. Despite her fears, a small spark of wonde

o investigate. After stopping by the museum, Sarah paused outside, closed her eyes and focused. When she opened them, she could see the faint imprint of another presence. Concentrating, she followed the tracks to an alley around the corner. There she found a man examining the painting, oblivious to her arrival. His intense focus and gentle touch revealed a care and reverence belying his crime. Sarah quietly cleared her throat. The man turned, regarded her warily. "I didn't take it for myself," he said. "I'm restoring it to its rightful owner." Sarah considered his words, sensing honesty beneath the surface. "I believe you," she replied. "My name is Sarah. I have...a gift that allows me to see what others cannot. I'm trying to understand its purpose." The man studied her carefully. Then, offering a half smile, he said, "I'm Jack. Perhaps we have more to learn from one another than you think." Over the next