Beneath eternity's surface, where moonlight kisses the depths of time, the crystals pulse with stories untold. They hum a symphony of silent ardor, encased in the memory of an age yet to be known. Reverberations of longing lift like whispers atop gentle waves.
"I remember the resonance of your laughter," she said, tracing the edges of the shining shards. "This was our crystalline dream, woven in the soft twilight of futures unimagined." As each crystal turned, so did the universe, subtly revealing its hidden corridors and soft paths.
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