Let's go to the maze, shall we?

But whatever the truth is, Bright knows how to play the game. Every move he makes, every mistake he feigns, it's all part of a strategy to control the narrative.

— Alex

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As she observed the shooting competition, her mind couldn't help but wander to darker thoughts.

She imagined the aftermath of the event, with trays filled with the slain birds, their once graceful flight now reduced to stillness.

The contrast between the excitement of the crowd and the somber reality of the bird shooting weighed heavily on Emma's conscience.

She found herself questioning the necessity of such traditions and the impact they had on the environment and wildlife.

Despite her discomfort, Emma remained in her seat, her gaze shifting between the participants and the trays of doves.

The event continued, oblivious to her internal turmoil, as the participants focused on showcasing their skill and accuracy in shooting the flying targets.