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... emptiness, swirling into patterns of gold and blue. Constellations painted themselves, then unpainted, drifting like cosmic brushstrokes.
"Because existence," the traveler said, "is the Infinite learning what it means to be."
The child absorbed the answer, its facets brightening.
"And... what does it mean to be?"
The traveler touched the child’s chest—just lightly, a point of light meeting the prism’s surface. Where they touched, a soft frequency bloomed, resonan ...
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