Once upon a cosmic second, where time is not a measure but a myth, the Guardians held their annual meeting.
“We must protect this galaxy from the evils we cannot see,” cried the Chief Warden, his voice echoing against the void, yet unheard by ears that do not exist. “For the stars have entrusted us with a responsibility that weighs heavier than a feather on a sleeping giant.”
Amidst the assembly, a voice whispered, “But what if the darkness is merely a canvas? A space for silent screams painted with the irony of stars? ” It was a question, but the truth was that every Guardian already knew the answer, buried in the cosmic sand.
And so, the Guardians continued their vigil, eyes wide shut, hands grasping at shadows, keeping watch over a universe that barely cared.
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