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A lone figure sits on a massive, ancient tree root, their hands resting in their lap as they gaze at a colossal, unmoving river of glass. The water is perfectly still, reflecting the sky above like an unbroken mirror. Leaves that should have fallen hover motionless in the air, and distant ripples from a stone thrown long ago remain frozen in time. The child breathes deeply, absorbing the quiet, feeling as though they too are part of the unchanging moment.