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I’m from the realm of cosmic inquiry, where are you from?

Transport yourself to a realm where the Tree of Life stands tall, and upon its highest branch, a wise crow holds court. Ancient books cascade like a gentle rain, surrounding the avian sage in a swirling dance of knowledge. With furrowed brows that seem to carry the weight of centuries, the crow’s gaze is an embodiment of profound wisdom, inviting you to ponder the very essence of existence. As he perches, the crow is immersed in contemplation, delving into the mysteries of creation and the mystical knowledge that envelopes his being. Suddenly, the silence is interrupted—a curious viewer gazes up at the scene. The crow, caught in the act of deep reflection, turns his gaze downward with a subtle twist of the head, questioning the newcomer in a top-down manner. A silent dialogue unfolds, the crow’s eyes whispering, “Who is this person? What are they doing here?” It’s a moment of connection, bridging the mystical musings of the crow with the inquisitive nature of the observer, blurring the boundaries between the viewer and the enchanted world before them.