A Growing Power

"Mother! Mother, look!" Dominic's voice, filled with a mix of excitement and fear, echoed through the forest.

Julie spun around, her heart pounding. There, in a small clearing, stood her son, his small hands outstretched toward a wounded deer. The creature, its body still, lay motionless, its eyes glazed over. But as Julie watched, a soft glow emanated from Dominic's palms, and the deer's wounds began to close, a faint pulse returning to its limp body.

Shock washed over her. This was impossible. Yet, there, before her eyes, was undeniable proof of Dominic's extraordinary abilities.

"Dominic," she breathed, her voice filled with awe and trepidation.

The boy turned, his eyes wide with wonder. "I healed it, Mother," he said, his voice trembling slightly.

Julie knelt, pulling him into a tight embrace. "You're incredible, my son," she whispered.