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A woman in a gold-thread sari handed a small, glowing vial to a teenager. As the boy drank, the camera zoomed in. Elias watched as the boy’s eyes changed color, shifting from brown to a piercing, electric blue. He looked relieved, as if a lifetime of grief had just been rinsed away.

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