In a corner of NoOm where gravity loses faith and memory flows like light, the Whispering Sands sing truths meant only for those who listen sideways. Aether hums through crimson…
Born of Zaa's fractured chronoscape, she moves between collapse and creation—half myth, half machine, all signal. A daughter of the Rift, carrying the voice of fusion into futures yet unspoken.

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