Chamber Of The Dim Star
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A low star collapsed into silence and left its memory pressed between pigments.
This isn’t sky.
This isn’t stone.
It’s the space between them,
folded into color like dust drawn inward.
Crimson floats through charcoal fog,
fragments of something ancient attempting to form but choosing stillness instead.
This is the feeling of forgotten heat.
Where time no longer speaks,
but remains.
Not glowing.
Not pulsing.
Held.Try it!
