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Starfall Over the Salt Flats: A boundless expanse of white salt crust stretches to the farthest edges of vision — unbroken, crystalline, shimmering faintly in moonlight. Near the center, a narrow depression holds a puddle of ancient water, still as glass, reflecting the stars with perfect clarity. Overhead, a meteor carves a bright arc across the midnight sky, leaving a fading ribbon of white fire. No sound, no wind, only the quiet crackle of salt contracting in the cool. A tumbleweed rests nearby, caught mid-roll, frozen in time. Maxfield Parrish renders the sky as a dream — black velvet streaked with silver, the stars like pinpricks into eternity. Andrew Wyeth brings out the raw, cracked geometry of the salt flats, the fragile edges of the mirrored puddle, and the timeless weight of stillness. Albert Bierstadt places the viewer within the bowl of the Earth — the moment so vast, yet intimate, that even a single falling star feels like a whispered invocation.
A serene salt flat glimmers under moonlight, reflecting stars in a still puddle. A meteor streaks across the sky, while the landscape captures timeless beauty in intricate detail, evoking quiet wonder.