Christian knew he was different.
It wasn't his appearance. He looked just like everyone else. And he certainly didn't stand out because of his job, wealth, intelligence, or anything else the World admired. His was a common job, and he was neither rich nor poor. He was not stupid, but he wasn't brilliant, either. Something else made him stand out.
He could see.
Now, that may sound strange to some. I mean, what's so unusual about being able to see, right?
Maybe that's the way it is in your world, but not Christian's. You see, in his World, most of the people around him are blind.
Now don't get me wrong, they had sight. But they couldn't see. They were able to navigate the World around them, to view and recognize their surroundings. They saw that which was alluring, attractive, lust worthy. They saw the World, but they didn't realize it wasn't real. Not really.
But Christian did.
Christian saw what wasn't. And though he saw, he struggled to understand. Or perhaps believe. It all looked real, and yet he knew it was not. Many struggled to believe what they saw was reality. His battle was different. He struggled to believe everything around him was an illusion. But it was.
He knew what was real was not what he could see, but what he couldn't. It wasn't the World which was real. That was nothing but smoke and mirrors. Reality was something hidden, something just out of sight. Reality was Truth, and though he knew Truth existed, he knew just as well that he would never see Him. At least, not in this life.
At that, that ability to know he was surrounded by an unreality, was what set Christian apart.
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