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A single, selfilluminating cluster of bioluminescent, geometric roots emerges from the center of a vast, still desert composed entirely of powdered silence and compressed time, their tendrils not growing downward but spiraling upward like the memory of a breath held too long. The roots do not anchorthey resonate, each node pulsing with the faint, thermal afterimage of a question asked in a language that no longer exists. The desert floor is not sandit is a thick, viscous layer of solidified stillness, its surface cracked in perfect, nonEuclidean patterns that mirror the frequency of a heartbeat that never formed. Above, the sky is not skyit is a mirror of inverted constellations, each star not a

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