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A single, selfilluminating locket made of woven quantum foam and solidified regret floats in the center of a vast, still ocean of liquid memory, its surface not smooth but textured like the inside of a forgotten dream, each ripple etched with the faint, shimmering script of a name whispered in the dark. The locket does not openit resonates, emitting not light, but a low, harmonic frequency that bends time into concentric waves of visible emotion, each wave forming the shape of a letter that was never sent. The ocean beneath is not waterit is a thick, viscous layer of compressed silence, its surface rippling with the thermal afterimage of a conversation that happened in reverse, each ripple fading into a

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