The being does not arrive in the conventional sense—it unfolds into existence, as if reality itself is rearranging to accommodate it. Its form is both vast and intimate, towering yet somehow close enough to feel personal. Its body is semi-transparent, a lattice of flowing geometry like fractals in constant motion. Limbs are indistinct, shifting between wings, tendrils, and beams of light. Its "face" is a constellation of eyes, each one reflecting galaxies, oceans, and memories. Surfaces shimmer like liquid crystal, refracting light into cascading rainbows. A faint hum resonates from it, harmonizing with the heartbeat of those nearby. The air around it bends, distorting perception—time feels slower, thoughts sharper.
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The being does not arrive in the conventional sense—it unfolds into existence, as if reality itself is rearranging to accommodate it. Its form is both vast and intimate, towering yet somehow close enough to feel personal. Its body is semi-transparent, a lattice of flowing geometry like fractals in constant motion. Limbs are indistinct, shifting between wings, tendrils, and beams of light. Its "face" is a constellation of eyes, each one reflecting galaxies, oceans, and memories. Surfaces shimmer like liquid crystal, refracting light into cascading rainbows. A faint hum resonates from it, harmonizing with the heartbeat of those nearby. The air around it bends, distorting perception—time feels slower, thoughts sharper.
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