After leaving the Shadowed Galaxy behind, Liora’s vessel drifted into a region of space she had never traversed before. The stars here were familiar, yet they seemed to shimmer differently, as if each one existed in multiple shapes at once.
She entered a valley cradled between two cosmic ridges, a place the charts did not name. The landscape stretched endlessly, yet it was layered — overlapping terrains that coexisted without merging. Mountains of starlight rose beside rivers of potential, each reflecting different aspects of the same underlying cosmos.
As Liora sailed deeper, she noticed something extraordinary. Paths that seemed straight from one angle curved when viewed from another. A nebula she had passed appeared in the distance as a spiral, yet, if she shifted her perspective, it unfolded into a web of delicate filaments. The same phenomenon, multiple actualisations, each as real as the other.
She stopped, hovering, and realised what she was seeing. The “dark” that had haunted the galaxies was not in the stars or the void — it was in the way the universe had been cut. Each observation, each calculation, had assumed a single, privileged perspective, treating it as the sole reality.
Here in the Valley of Construals, Liora could see multiple perspectives simultaneously. A star’s orbit was not fixed; it shifted depending on the relational cut applied. The motion of galaxies, the stretch of space, the flow of cosmic energy — all depended on how the system of potential was actualised.
Where physicists had postulated invisible mass to reconcile contradictions, Liora saw only the clash of construals. Where they had invoked accelerating expansion to account for redshift, she saw perspectival patterns actualising differently across cuts. The cosmos was coherent — it had never been broken. Only the models had been blind.
Liora reached out, tracing a finger through the shimmering layers. Her touch did not alter the stars themselves, but it revealed their relational structure: how each phenomenon arose from the interplay of system, instance, and construal. The valley pulsed with a quiet order, luminous not because of light alone, but because the patterns of potential were visible to her eye.
She smiled, understanding at last. To see the universe truly, one must abandon the idea of an observer-independent grid. One must accept that phenomena emerge from perspective, that motion, mass, and energy are not fixed objects but semantic patterns in the system of potentials.
The shadows of dark matter and dark energy dissolved in this valley. They had never been there; they were the echoes of assumptions pressed too tightly onto a universe that never needed them.
Liora lingered a moment, letting the multiple landscapes imprint themselves on her senses. Here, she thought, the cosmos was speaking — not in terms of substance, but in terms of relation, possibility, and actualisation. And now, for the first time, she could hear it clearly.
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