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    The Nebula Atrium of Ethereal Time A gravity- defying ballroom, where brass gears suspended in midair slowly turn, adjusting the mechanized constellations embedded in the vaulted sapphire- glass ceiling. The walls are lined with cosmic flora—luminescent vines that pulse in hues of violet, indigo, and cerulean, their leaves resembling nebula clouds in motion. A massive mechanical clock at the center ticks away, powered by ethereal starfire. The air is charged with the scent of lavender, burning incense, and ancient ink, evoking a sense of timeless magic and celestial prophecy

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