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A single, selfquantizing droplet of condensed silence hangs suspended in the center of a vast, inverted observatory built from the fused remains of a thousand telescopes that never pointed at the sky, its surface not liquid but a shifting mosaic of solidified nonobservation, each facet etched with the thermal afterimage of a star that never formed. The droplet does not fallit unfalls, each pulse retracting a millennium of cosmic absence into its core, condensing into a dense, amethyst void that hums with the quantum resonance of a universe that chose not to exist. The observatorys dome is not glassit is a layered lattice of petrified darkness, each cell inscribed with the chromatic residue of a

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