The fatigue arrived before the admiration did. Not physical tiredness — something deeper. The kind that settles in the shoulders when you realize how long power has been carried, argued over, bent, and bruised.   I finished the book late at night. The house had already decided to sleep. I stayed back, sitting upright longer than needed, aware of a quiet inside me that hadn’t been there before. Not stirred. Not inspired. Just… attentive.   Some books inform you. Some books imp