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A single, selfigniting filament of liquid starlight, shaped like a fractal vine of inverted galactic rotation, thrums at the center of a vast, inverted forest composed of compressed, unblown constellations from a civilization that communicated through the duration of synchronized, silent gazing into the same unformed night. The filament does not burnit unforms, each pulse dissolving a layer of stellar potential that never coalesced into a shared sky, reforming into ephemeral, topazveined afterimages shaped like the negative space between two eyes that never held the same darkness in the same moment of mutual wonder. The forest is not botanicalit is a stratified expanse of petrified void, each tree

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