Half Life

A young boy stumbled upon a gun, pulled the trigger, and then let the memory fade into the fabric of his everyday existence. His life continued along its familiar path, progressing forward. Education, love, and the establishment of a family unfolded seamlessly. The constant stream of choices, as natural as breathing, left no trace of when he became the person he is now. It instilled a belief in the elusiveness of fate. However, in a fleeting moment, upon reflection, when choices became decisions and chance turned into inevitability, everything became silent but deafening. The weight of those pivotal moments, shrouded in silence, echoed with an intensity that could not be ignored.