Micah's mind began to drift, weightless, as if someone had plucked him off reality and released him like a lone dandelion seed. He floated through memories and scenes, carried by a wind he couldn't control. Everything blurred together, faces, voices, pain, humiliation, warmth, and then separated again like shifting sand.
At first, the visions were ones he recognised. The brightly lit hall of their twentieth birthday banquet appeared before him. The crystal chandeliers sparkled above, the tables overflowed with food he had never tasted, and the room buzzed with whispers he wished he had never heard. The banquet was the infamous start of the novel's storyline. The moment where the fake young master, Micah Ramsy, publicly humiliated himself and kicked off the plot like a scripted clown.
