Prompt

A single, pulsating knot of woven silence and solidified wind hangs suspended in the center of a vast, still void shaped like a perfect, inverted hourglass, its surface not smooth but textured with the faint, ghostly imprints of every breath ever held in anticipation. The knot does not unravelit contracts and expands in time with the slow, rhythmic pulse of a heartbeat that never was, emitting ripples that travel not through air, but through the fabric of unspoken choices, each ripple forming the shape of a door that was never opened. The void itself is not emptyit is filled with a dense, viscous light that refracts not colors, but emotions, rendering each shadow as a slowmoving sculpture of regret, curiosity, or

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