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A single, hummingbirdsized locket made of solidified starlight and woven quantum foam floats in the center of a vast, silent chamber lined with walls of compressed, frozen laughter. Its surface is not smooth, but textured like the surface of a forgotten dreametched with microscopic, selfreplicating glyphs that shift and reconfigure every time a shadow passes nearby. The locket is not lockedit is open, revealing not a photograph, but a single, suspended moment a childs hand reaching for a dandelion in a field of solidified wind, the seeds not white fluff, but tiny, spinning fragments of unspoken words, each one glowing with the faint afterimage of a promise made in silence. Around it,

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