"But how?" Felix asked, desperation creeping into his voice.
"By embracing the world around you," Elyon replied. "Miracles are not always grand; they can be found in the smallest moments—a smile from a stranger, the warmth of the sun on your skin, or the laughter of a child. You must learn to recognize them."
With that, Elyon raised a hand, and the forest around them transformed. Colors intensified, sounds harmonized, and Felix felt a rush of emotions flood through him. He saw visions of his life—the moments he had overlooked, the kindness he had received, the beauty in the mundane.
"Open your eyes, Felix," Elyon urged. "Miracles are not absent; they are simply waiting for you to acknowledge them."
As the visions faded, Felix felt a shift within himself. He realized that he had been so focused on the extraordinary that he had missed the everyday miracles that surrounded him. The laughter of his neighbor's children, the kindness of a stranger, the beauty of a sunset—these were all miracles, woven into the tapestry of his life.