A colossal, selfassembling mosaic of fragmented mirrors floats in the zerogravity void of a dormant satellite graveyard, each shard not reflecting light but refracting the emotional residue of every unshared secret ever whispered into the silence between two people who never met. The mirrors do not form a coherent imagethey form a nonimage, a chaotic constellation of reversed reflections where every surface shows the back of a head, the underside of a hand, or the shadowed corner of a room that never existed. The shards are not glassthey are made of solidified breath, frozen at the exact moment of hesitation before a confession, each one vibrating with a subsonic hum that resonates with the weight of things left unsaid. The satellite graveyard itself is

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A colossal, selfassembling mosaic of fragmented mirrors floats in the zerogravity void of a dormant satellite graveyard, each shard not reflecting light but refracting the emotional residue of every unshared secret ever whispered into the silence between two people who never met. The mirrors do not form a coherent imagethey form a nonimage, a chaotic constellation of reversed reflections where every surface shows the back of a head, the underside of a hand, or the shadowed corner of a room that never existed. The shards are not glassthey are made of solidified breath, frozen at the exact moment of hesitation before a confession, each one vibrating with a subsonic hum that resonates with the weight of things left unsaid. The satellite graveyard itself is

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Feb 09, 2026 12:00 AM

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