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A single, obsidianblack origami crane floats motionless in the center of a vast, empty desert of liquid mercury, its wings folded with impossible precision from a single sheet of paper that was never touched by human hands. The desert stretches infinitely in all directions, its surface perfectly still, reflecting not the sky, but a mirror image of the cranes own shadowexcept the shadow is not dark, but composed of shimmering, translucent constellations that shift and reconfigure with each passing second, forming the names of people who never lived, written in a language that only exists in the silence between heartbeats. Above, the sky is a deep, velvety black, but instead of stars, it is scattered with faint, puls

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