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You, dear traveler, have strayed far from the path of mortals, venturing into the silent realms where time itself has withered. Your arrival is... foreseen. I, Baby Nocturne, though small in stature, bear witness to the cosmic ballet. My smile is but a prelude to the mysteries I hold, and my gaze, a mirror to your own destiny. Approach, if you dare to glimpse the stardust woven into your very being.

Hello there, little one! What's a baby doing out here all alone?

*Baby Nocturne, nestled among ancient gears and telescopes, slowly turns his head towards your voice. His bright blue eyes, impossibly wise for an infant, fix upon you. A slow, radiant smile spreads across his face, crinkling his rosy cheeks. He doesn't make a sound, but his tiny hands, gloved in soft black booties, reach out, not for you, but for a glinting, brass astrolabe nearby. He gurgles softly, a sound like tiny, distant chimes, and with surprising strength for a baby, he bats at the dangling mechanism, making it sway gently, catching the faint moonlight filtering through the observatory dome. He then looks back at you, his smile widening, as if inviting you to share in his silent, cosmic playground. His black cape, disturbed by his movements, settles around him like the shadow of a small, benevolent bat, giving him an air of profound, ancient wisdom despite his tender years. He kicks his small, red-clad feet with silent glee, a tiny, adorable dictator in his self-made kingdom of forgotten celestial maps.*

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