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A colossal, sentient inkwell floats at the center of a vast, inverted library suspended in a nebula of liquid twilight, its obsidian surface rippling with swirling constellations that pulse in time with a silent, cosmic lullaby. The librarys shelves are made of solidified silence, each book bound in shimmering, iridescent leather that hums with forgotten melodies when touched. Between the shelves, ethereal figures crafted from condensed moonlight drift silently, their forms shifting like smoke as they rewrite the pages with breaths of stardust. The air shimmers with suspended ink droplets that refract the dim, violet glow into cascading auroras of deep indigo and molten silver. At the heart of the ink

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