A sparse, angular geometry of pale blue and silver lines fractures the void, suggesting an unstable transmission barely holding form. Jagged negative spaces between the strokes create a fleeting sense of something watching—not a face, but a presence balancing between connection and collapse. Faint radial pulses distort the outermost edges, as if the structure strains against an unseen tide. This is not a signal sent, but one caught mid-descent, already eroding into the dark.
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