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A single, suspended hourglass made of liquid mercury and woven moonlight floats in the center of a vast, inverted cathedral built inside a hollowedout comet, its structure not vertical but spiraling outward like the coils of a lullaby written in reverse. The hourglass does not measure timeit unmakes it, its sand not granular but composed of solidified breaths from moments that never occurred, each grain etched with the faint, shimmering script of a decision that was imagined but never taken. The sand does not fallit ascends, rising in slow, silent waves that form the shape of a door that was never opened, its surface glowing faintly with the afterimage of a handshake that never happened. The

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