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A single, floating dandelion seed made of solidified stardust and woven silence drifts through a vast, still nebula composed entirely of compressed dreams, its feathery filaments not of fluff but of frozen whispers from conversations that never happened. The seed does not floatit pulses, emitting not light, but a soft, subsonic resonance that causes the nebula to ripple like a liquid mirror of forgotten memories, each ripple forming the shape of a question asked in silence. The sky beneath is not skyit is a thick, iridescent layer of solidified breath, its surface etched with the faint, shimmering script of a name spoken only in dreams. The seeds core glows with the afterimage of

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