A vast temple suspended in a void where time flows in every direction. The pillars are formed from frozen lightning, crackling softly with golden energy, while the floor is woven from strands of pure stardust. Gigantic quantum butterflies, their wings made of fragmented galaxies, flutter in slow motion, leaving behind trails of shimmering constellations. Petals of crystallized time drift lazily through the air, each one showing a brief vision of an alternate reality before vanishing. The walls pulse like liquid obsidian, revealing glimpses of futures that may never come to pass.
Ordinary temple, static materials, no time distortion, no creatures, weak reflections, dull lighting, lack of surreal motion.
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