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A single, selfsustaining knot of woven light floats in the center of a vast, still chamber made entirely of compressed, unspoken laughter from a civilization that communicated through the vibration of untouched snow. The knot does not tightenit breathes, expanding and contracting with the rhythm of a heartbeat that never existed, each strand made of solidified silence shaped into perfect, spiraling helices that pulse with the faint, iridescent afterimage of a smile that was almost seen. The chamber walls are not stonethey are layers of frozen breaths from a thousand unshared jokes, each stratum etched with the negative space between two people who never met, their edges shimmering with the subsonic resonance of a chuckle that echoed in

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