A fractal tree rises from shifting roots that blur between molten flow and solid earth, its branches splitting into luminous golden veins that fray into the void. At its heart, a solitary flame flickers, the word 'LOVE' carved in fading runes, encircled by shattered mirrors reflecting fractured human forms. The edges of the tree decay like wind-worn stone, its roots pulsing faintly as if breathing, while darkness curls hungrily around the light.
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