Beyond a colossal breach in the fabric of space, silence dominates the void. The rift glows faintly with alien light, spilling golden and cobalt beams across a dark expanse filled with fractured asteroids and drifting wreckage. A fleet of futuristic starships hovers near the edge, their silhouettes sharp and mechanical, illuminated only by the dawn-like radiance breaking through the tear. The atmosphere is tense: awe-inspiring yet unsettling, as if time itself cries out in echoes, distorted waves rippling through the nebulae. This is not divine, but cosmic—an epic, melancholic vision of explorers glimpsing a new horizon where courage falters against eternity.
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