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A single, selfreflecting shard of liquid obsidian floats in the center of a vast, still nebula composed entirely of inverted, petrified questions from a civilization that communicated through the shape of unasked queries. The shard does not fractureit refracts, bending light into a slow, spiraling cascade of impossible geometries shaped like the negative space between two minds that never collided, each facet glowing with the faint, quantum afterimage of a thought that was almost formed. The nebula is not gasit is a layered expanse of suspended silence from a million unspoken curiosities, each cloud etched with the emotional residue of a question that never left the tongue, its edges shimmering with the ghostly outline of a

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