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A single, colossal, bioluminescent spiderweb spans the entire surface of a planetsized, hollow moon, its threads not silk but solidified dreams from a civilization that never woke up. Each strand pulses with a slow, rhythmic light, not from electricity, but from the collective, synchronized REM cycles of a billion dreamers who sleep in perfect unison across the void, their subconscious minds weaving the web in real time. The web does not trapit releases, each intersection a node of pure, unfiltered imagination, radiating outward in concentric waves of color that rewrite the laws of physics in the surrounding space. The moon itself is not rockit is a frozen moment of a stars final breath, its surface etched with the

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