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Mike, standing beside her, felt his own surge of images—his father, a marine biologist, who had disappeared during a research expedition years ago; his own fear that his brilliance with circuits was a lonely path; his yearning to be seen, not just for his inventions but for who he was.

The cavern began to glow brighter, and the water rose gently, forming a thin veil that enveloped the floor. The veil lifted, revealing a narrow tunnel that led upward, back toward the lighthouse’s lantern room. kim mike lustery

Mike’s vision unfolded differently. He stood on a deck of a research vessel, the sea around him a kaleidoscope of colors. His father stood beside him, both smiling, the ship’s sonar lights dancing in the water. Mike held a device—something he had built— that projected holographic marine life for a crowd of scientists and locals, their faces lit with awe. He felt the satisfaction of being part of something larger, his inventions not just tools but bridges. Mike, standing beside her, felt his own surge