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A single, selfilluminating root of solidified twilight emerges from the cracked foundation of a derelict observatory built on the rim of a frozen ocean of liquid shadow, its tendrils not fibrous but sculpted from the compressed afterimage of a sunset that never reached the horizon. The root does not growit ungrows, each pulse retracting a century of light into its core, condensing into a dense, amethysthued knot that pulses with the thermal signature of a star that winked out before it was born. The observatorys dome is not glassit is a shell of petrified auroras, each pane etched with the chromatic residue of a comet that never crossed the sky, their

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