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... hen it laughed.
From that laughter bloomed new colors that no eye had ever seen, sounds that no ear could hold. The very fabric of reality rippled with delight, folding and unfolding into new dimensions, new possibilities.
Dreams turned into stars.
Memories became rivers of time.
And imagination—ah, imagination became the bridge between all things.
Aria closed her eyes, feeling the harmony ripple through her. "It’s beautiful," she said softly. "They’ve lea ...
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