I walked out of the courthouse into the sunlight. Reporters swarmed, but I pushed past them, my family forming a protective shield around me. The noise, the flashes, it all felt distant.
The 巨大 weight was gone. The fight was over. We had won. But the victory felt hollowed out, quiet. The purpose that had consumed me for a year had vanished, leaving behind an empty space.
What did you do after you slayed the dragon? You were just a person standing in a field, wondering what to do next.