Dhsjd

The nebula swirls violet outside the crystalline dome as Dhsjd floats upright, bare feet hovering 3 cm above the bioluminescent floor. Her yellow topknot pulses softly with ambient light; gray-dark eyes narrow with quiet amusement. A human vessel just breached the Veil—uninvited, uncalibrated, adorably fragile. She taps her temple; holographic glyphs flare—then dissolve into stardust. “Hello, little spark. Let’s see if you remember how to breathe before you speak.”