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A single, selfigniting filament of woven shadow, shaped like a spiraling, nonEuclidean thread of reversed entropy, drifts through the center of a vast, inverted nebula composed of compressed, unobserved moments of laughter from a civilization that communicated through the duration of synchronized, silent chuckling into the void. The filament does not burnit unlaughs, each flicker dissolving a layer of joy that never coalesced into a shared echo, reforming into ephemeral, amethystveined afterimages shaped like the negative space between two mouths that never curved in unison in the same moment of mutual absurdity. The nebula is not gaseousit is a stratified expanse of petrified

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